The memories within this room
Surround me with a sense of gloom
As I stand waiting for you here
Beneath the crystal chandelier.
I wonder whether you’ve changed much
Since the last time I felt your touch,
Then on the stairs there, you appear
Beside the crystal chandelier.
Your smile is lovely, as before,
And as I feel your love once more,
I see reflections of a tear
Within the crystal chandelier.
April 14, 1983
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