"May's Song"

Delicate flowers on the apple tree,
the scent reminiscent of you and me,
the time together we did spend,
I breathe them in, my heart to mend.

Chirping birds, past winter's song,
our backyard haven where I belong.
I sit once again in spring's first breeze,
as May flowers bloom on the apple tree.

I see us sitting in each familiar place,
together again through time and space.
Our time apart has been too long.
Oh, how I long for May's first Song!

I feel the sky; I touch the sun.
My hope in time, not yet begun.
A vision of this through you I see,
as May flowers bloom on the apple tree.

Music: "Only Time"
by Enya

	Enya - Only Time