Love's like oxygen
It does not have to be pure...
Lady Wind, through rustling leaves,
where she doth blow, they go...
I've given it up for His sake for my faith
Knowing by His grace I will be blessed throughout...
My patience was on the brink of rotting;
Hope started to fade that foggy afternoon...
Farewell now, my love, my muse, my darling.
Only I knew the names I gave you...
Ladies and gentlemen,
Do you still remember my darling Jane...
Maybe finding someone to share everything with is not the point. |
I needed you like the desert needs rain, to fill the cracks on the surface and nourish the deep soil. |
I am not a stranger |