Lost

Night falls, and only dreams remain Dim dreams of all that might have passed - Set deep in shadows, thus my soul Beneath the dying sun is cast For darkness steals tomorrow's light And folly be a trusting heart - ‘Tis those with feathered wings that soar To vistas which new hope impart So lost, as in a limbo'd place, I yearn that I shall find a home - With no more endless paths to tread And no more empty fields to roam But on through des'late years I fare ‘Cross barren lands beset with woe - E'er searching for a place to be E'er searching for a place to go Ah, then to seek my heart's desire To cherish ever as my own - The one to set my soul aflame That I may be no more alone (O should I ever, shall I dare, With open arms to full embrace Yet seek the thing I deem to love Then gaze upon that one sweet face) But faint my will to dare to do All courage does my heart deny Forever weak, condemned by fear, And therefore shall my soul yet die Soft petals from the rose thus fall For I am but a wilted flower Encaptured in a hapless world And seeded in a shaded bower