Love in motion and perspective,
in the evening after a working day...
The most precious morning light
Are after a drive through the night...
True love is like a flower.
It blooms with the thoughts of another...
Don't kiss anyone with your heart,
You are holding a lake of love in your eyes...
We are one, blessed by mother moon
singing a spiritual, earthly tune...
There's a pretty lady that awaits
Her nights and heart empty it seems...
No matter what people think
about us...
My love is sweet, my love is tender,
Yet in your scornful eyes, I can see you will not...
Fingers tips feel their way, searching, searching...
Like a scent on the wind, my fragrance whispers...
When you work all night,
you have moments that you sit...
I am weaving a life in the desert,
Threads are always breaking...
Dreaming at night
moonbeams and stars are the light...