To One Far Away. By David Burt.

May these words of mine reach out to you And rekindle memories we both shared May they reflect the consuming thought Of a love, we long ago declared. May the spark of my undying passion Underline these things I have to say, Oh how I wish you were in my arms Instead of being far away. The hand of fate has decreed it There is nought i can do or say To the one that holds my eternal love, To the one who's far away. I exist now in a land of dreams My only link whilst we're apart, I fashion them so that you're with me Sharing the love within my heart. A heavy heart my darling Nurturing a sorrow that won't go away The burden of our separation Increases ten fold every day.

The hand of fate has decreed it There is nought i can do or say To the one who holds my eternal love, To the one who's far away. I long for our re-union I pray that soon that day will dawn So that you may reach out with your tender touch And make whole this heart that's torn. For the love I have and hold for you Surpasses more than mere words can say, It is the beacon that lights the path To a one who is far away. One day we'll be back together And by your side I'll once more lay, Till then my darling I send my love To one who's far away.

Copyright © David Burt 2004 Photographs courtsey and Copyright © Andy Hogben

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