Baby, I'm here on one knee,
All I ask from you is a lifetime...
Quick, take my hand,
Let's run away...
Your worth more than a penny
Even more than a dime...
I am so tired of this worry,
that your words are not true...
I sat on that old black leather couch, alone,
My fingers absently playing with that velvet box...
My love is like a bracelet
fitted on its beholder...
Revisiting the past I recall the words
I spoke to you as a younger man...
Nowhere have I found anything more perfect
than the perfect illusion of your love unfurled...
I know of a white rose in a field of red
Whose beauty nullifies its thorns...
As I sail through the storms
I watch the clouds above...
In your love
I will find comfort...
There it is... That feeling of utter devotion
To one person. It blooms in my stomach...