Inquisitions in Spain

Inquisitions in Spain

I look out from this earth into sky

See all the stars, tucked in for the night

All of them smiling as I question why

You push me away and we kiss one more time

You turn your head, I close my eyes

My lips touch your neck; you’re so warm inside

And all of the things, I left in my life

Won’t mean a thing, if I don’t even try

So what do you lose, if there’s nothing to gain?

And all of your life, is marked with this pain

You can open your heart and let out the rain

So the sun can shine down on inquisitions in Spain

© 11/2/1996, William Grant Preston

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