An Hour Is Too Long
An hour is too long too wait for me.
by James McLain
Come with me, ' you are to soon, I fear.
Love is but a second chance upon that shore.
My apprehension how it builds the storm is near.
And when the end is come to near your song,
and reaching out, 'psalms turned up I hear.
Do not shed those sun warmed tears for me.
Sleepwalking beneath a moon, 'I can not feel.
An hour is too long the night grows short.