Paradise Lost
(K. Howard; A. Blaikley)
Fontana 267 781 TF

In the deepest dungeons of my mind
I dredge the shadows trying to find
A memory dimly lit
A jigsaw piece to fit
Scene of my innocence departed

Once I could love without desire
Her glance could warm me without fire
Where is the boy I was?
Who wanted her because
She took my loneliness and healed me

Experience has dulled my eyes
With repetition wonder dies
In craving to be free
I lost a part of me
She was my promise and my dream