Wrong Side of the Stained Glass

I watched as the other world slowly
Passed me by.
Happiness dared to touch my skin,
But happiness was
Only on the other side of
The stained glass.

My hand touched the cold glass,
I shivered...

My lips felt the cold,
As I kissed cold glass.
I could see you...
I couldn't touch you..
You were on the wrong side
Of the stained glass.