It saddens me, when this I see,
you in deepest melancholy.
I wish some way that I could be,
the magic spark that sets you free.

Sometimes it's hard to find a way,
to tell you what I want to say;
maybe there's a way that I may,
tell you that you're loved every day.

The words don't come, but how I wish,
that I could ever tell you this;
If I could be with you, such bliss,
not one single day would I miss.

If your precious soul I could touch,
to me that would mean so, so much;
If you could learn my touch to trust,
your pain would vanish in a rush.

If there were a way that were real,
all your wounds I would surely heal.
If you only knew how I feel,
that if life were only a wheel...

 

Life would begin and end with you.

e-mail me at cyrissia@hotmail.com