The harbor, A Grey skyed day & ship just left the dock and sailing away.
And here you stand face to the sea, wishing it didn't have to be.
A tear might drop from your face with a heart that longed for grace.
Hoping we were all te same so that none of us would bear blame.
Now you have to carry it alone, For now.. She is Gone.
Copyright © 2005, Kareem Makram
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