Softly weeping as he begins to die,
she begs hime not to leave her side...
The lover is never too far from freedom,
Unshackled rendezvous' to destinations of pure...
For every moment you are not talking to me
A little part of me dies to see...
You woke me up this morning
with tears sprung on your face...
You
are a mist...
If I were
to die...
Till death do us part
The end of time...
I'm falling yet again
Repeat of back when...
Woke up in my bed felt your touch
such power you fill me with...
I love the way you make me smile,
The way we laugh and hold each others hands...
Deep down the creepy cave I found,
A treasure guarded by a group of hound...
My love flows like a river,
raging pure and clean...