You say it's divine to love
And love shall
Help us find you
We love.
We love, we feel happy
That happiness lures us
To just let the love grow
And then
Then we suffer
We suffer
Because we have loved
We suffer
Every moment
The burden of that feeling
Heaves upon -
Difficult it becomes
To pull along
To breathe
We love, we suffer
We suffer and then beg
Cry out for help
For cure
For deliverance
We finally come
Knocking at your door
You are quite honest, I guess...
Thursday, October 11, 2007
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