To love. Mine, yours, and whomever's. Life is beautiful.
To inspiration, and to a love I never had, don’t have, will never have, and still can’t manage to forget.
I met you just the other day
Or so it seems, time’s flown away
You took me by surprise back then
A shinning night who wields a pen
But could, I know, hold well a sword,
And bear a song with touching word.
You made me laugh, and sometimes cry
Yet I still loved with child’s eye
Who thought perfection was too rare
For you to find a match somewhere.
And then you stole my heart away,
or took it hostage for the day
And when I was released again
I saw you’d kept with you my pen
My words no longer flowed as mine
I’d lost my way but found no sign
I’d lost my freedom, heard your name
I Lost a heart but just the same
I’d lose it all (and more) again
For you, I might mislay rain.
I met you just the other day
Or so it seems, time’s flown away
You took me by surprise back then
A shinning night who wields a pen
But could, I know, hold well a sword,
And bear a song with touching word.
You made me laugh, and sometimes cry
Yet I still loved with child’s eye
Who thought perfection was too rare
For you to find a match somewhere.
And then you stole my heart away,
or took it hostage for the day
And when I was released again
I saw you’d kept with you my pen
My words no longer flowed as mine
I’d lost my way but found no sign
I’d lost my freedom, heard your name
I Lost a heart but just the same
I’d lose it all (and more) again
For you, I might mislay rain.