Through the fog and past the dark,
You found me, your lost lonely lark.
Desperately crying against the night,
Trying out my song with all my might.
You took that song and lifted it high,
Joining me on wings in the sky.
You melded and blended it with your own
Until our music had just one simple tone.
Now the notes are piercing and rough.
This medley is simple darling, not meant to be gruff.
I wish for those old songs back in the dark,
When I was only a lost lonely lark.
