GENERATIONS Copyright (C) 1997 by Not Nice Music
I. IMPROMPTUS by Solomon S. Drogin

3. My Own

And as I go on, time flying
	Your weary voice, I recall
O sweet, would that in my arms
	Could rest be your lot, and peace

Then as I continue, the clock ticking
	The tone of your call lifts, I rejoice
My sweet, would you bring me to you
	That in your embrace, I find solace

Stop, I want to hear again from lips
	Lips that I want no other than mine to touch
My own, sweet words, true words
	My own, cheery voice that thrills at last.