You Can't Measure the Cost

Bread

The silken skies that so remind and mesmerize 
And finally blind me 
The downy softness of herself forever lingering 
Behind me 
Never ever has there been 
Nor will ever be again 
One someone to give you love, tenderness and be 
Your friend 
Hanging on 'till the bitter end 
You can't measure the cost of a woman lost 
But it's a heavy loss indeed for those in need. 

I've tried to look inside myself 
To find the strength from which to draw from 
The view she saw from. 
Since she tried to go too deep 
Limitations brought her down 
And though I'd like to free her mind 
Visitations bring a frown 
I gotta find the place she found 
You can't measure the cost of a woman lost 
But it's a heavy loss to bear when she's not there. 
Where she is no one seems to know 
The silken skies have swallowed her up or so it seems. 

The morning mist that melts upon the meadow 
Brings a touch of sorrow 
The one I kissed is all alone 
And may or may not know tomorrow. 
Just an ordinary girl 
To the ordinary eye 
But so much deeper goes the vein 
Like the glittering of gold you want to touch 
Then you gotta hold 
You can't measure the cost of a woman lost.