It May Be Wrong

Where the sky shines starry and bright

She filled my arms every night

Sweet angel face veiled in her Spanish lace

Life was a dream and love was our song

Perfect like lovers belong

She bleeds my heart as part of her Spanish lace

Here in my reverie I'll never be the same

Fate took my happiness and left the pain

Years have gone by since I held her near

Lonely with my silver tears

Faded and dark a torn piece of Spanish lace