The seas might call her sister,
The winds dare not speak her name,
Though stars are born and perish,
She will always be the same
. While I, for you would suffer
An eternity of pain. Their temples are as byways
Whereupon her bare feet tread
. . “don't worry
The seas might call her sister,
The winds dare not speak her name,
Though stars are born and perish,
She will always be the same
. While I, for you would suffer
An eternity of pain. Their temples are as byways
Whereupon her bare feet tread
. . “don't worry
The seas might call her sister,
The winds dare not speak her name,
Though stars are born and perish,
She will always be the same
. While I, for you would suffer
An eternity of pain. Their temples are as byways
Whereupon her bare feet tread
. . “don't worry
Another Taste Of Charlotte