When I have Sung My Songs

Here are the lyrics to a beautiful song my voice teacher out in California gave me to work on:

"When I have sung my songs to you,
I’ll sing no more.
T’wld be a sacrilege to sing
at another door.
We’ve worked so hard to hold
our dreams, just you and I.
I could not share them all again,
I’d rather die
With just the thought that
I had loved so well, so true,
That I could never sing again,
except to you."

-Ernest Charles 

I will possibly speak more on these words later, but as I go through my Thursday I will definitely be filled with wonder thinking of these soul-baring lyrics. 

<3 Lo