Two shadows glide amoungst the leaves
Two figures walk beneath the trees
Gazing in each other's eyes ...
Looking at souls with no disguise
A kiss, a touch, an embrace ...
Now I know happiness is a place.
A fork in the trail, now which way?
Each to his destiny, each to his fate ...
What will become of these young lovers?
Time will tell, only time will uncover.
Chris H {Shadow Master}
September 6, 1995