Little Hells

Heart Paper Lover

 

You were gone and I was gone

And all of the flowers were dead and gone

And all of the things that I had

are songs again

Weaving the scent of the loss of your heart

from my yard again

Life seems so empty

Without you, my friend

 

Heart paper lover

Are you gone again

Heart paper lover

Are you mine again

Grass is green on the lawn

the sun is filtering yellow strong

I ripped and I burned all the papers

to the dust with them

weaving the scent of the loss of your heart

from my yard to mend