Miriam Stockley
Miriam Stockley
Miriam Stockley
Miriam Stockley
Miriam Stockley
Miriam Stockley
Miriam Stockley
Miriam Stockley
Miriam Stockley
Miriam Stockley
Miriam Stockley
Miriam Stockley
This empty space
Innocent words that were softly spoken
Now I am lost in a world of broken dreams
A lonely place
Promises made and a love forsaken
No turning back on the road you've taken now
Days of yearning
Seasons turning
A night in December
I'll always remember
Without a trace
Feeling the past slipping through my fingers
Here in my heart where the memory lingers on
Days of yearning
Seasons turning
A night in December
I'll always remember
The empty space