Where is it?
I cannot find even a little bit,
For it is gone,
But my search goes on,
And before dawn,
I pledge to find this sneaky thief,
And search under every leaf,
Still my search marches on,
And I lurch behind every bush,
But still this murderer is here,
Preying on everything I hold dear,
But do not fear,
For I have my mind,
On the task to try to find,
the woman who stole my heart... |