Time shows no measure
when seconds feel like days
and the only cure for heart ache
is the hope for happier days.
Dreams are stowed away,
to last through haunted weather
till the sun shines brightly again
and the hard times can be lost and severed
tears measure all the days your gone
but never stop the flames
that burn for you, never being wrong
instead the love is honed and tamed
for a time in which our dreams will come
and never die.