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...
The blue moon stood high above the trees
Casting a pallor onto the woods below...
— for the ones who met out of time, but not out...
You looked at a private text,
Your eyes moved, and I was perplexed...
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 |