A solitary man lost in thought
His footsteps echo on the path of loneliness
And as days turn to night memories are sought
From a time when his heart was happy
In the evening quiet when moments can align
Emotions linger, suspended like dew
A pause in time, a glimpse divine
From a time when his heart was happy
The moon rises, the guardian of dreams
Catching moments in time, frozen, sublime
Memories can be a tranquil stream
From a time when his heart was happy
As night sings its lonely song
Moments are threads in life’s cruel design
Time can stand still, but never for long
And as her prays for the time when his heart was happy.