The wind blows slowly past my door
I hear the sound of nothing more
Alone I sit in the dark
Looking for that special spark
I feel isolated and alone
For years I've been away from home
I need some strength to help me through
What has happened, my world is blue
I reach out, and try to grasp
But there is nothing for me to clasp
Why is this happening to me now
I need something to show me how
My soul is heavy and sinking low
How much further must it go
My eyes will open into black
I hope I can find my way back

September 13, 1992