For All Those You Hold Dear

The gentle breeze, the fair weather
They're but nothing compared to
Spending some time with you...

But how come that, like a starved wolf
Who left his pack to feed himself,
You no longer shared time with me...

The gentle breeze, the fair weather
They're but useless phenomena
Failing to comfort me in my loneliness...

But I have always, like a fox whelp
Hungry for his mother's caress,
Wanted to share time with you...

The gentle breeze, the fair weather
They're but reminders of how
I am all alone and lonely today...

But I still hope that you will
Come and share time with me
Before I succumb to my sleep...