Eternal

Two young lovebirds falling in love
as the crickets chirp to the stars above.
I think of you, my pure white dove,
and beg for us to fall in love.

I hear them laugh.  I hear them scheme.
Little nothings about the American Dream.
And I hope their love will be what it seems
as I wrestle with my own tortured dreams.

I would give to you the very sky
just to see inside your eyes
some love for me as day is done
and know that I'm the only one.

Inside your smile I am reborn.
Releasing hate I head towards
the joyful laughter in your eyes,
a joy for now I must surmise.

The stars I'd hand you on a tray -
a silver gift to ease your pain.
And should I find the look of love,
I'd sell my soul to God above.

Protect you in the darkest days
and hold you close in advancing age.
Were I the singer you'd be the stage.
Just for your cause would my flag wave.

I'd find you were you lost at sea,
inside the desert, on a mountain green.
Through snowblown hills I'd search for you,
and give to you a love so true.

If they came to kill me some sad day,
my only thought would be your escape.
And if I made it through the storm
I'd hold you close and safe and warm.

If made to fight, I'd fight for you.
If I had to die I'd do that too.
My love will burn inside forever.
You are my love.  I'll forsake you never.

And should we make it through the rage,
and collapse in love in our dear old age,
our children grown as we've left the stage,
we'll hand to them the ensuing play.

Life is Life.  We must move on.
But do not weep if I am gone.
I gave my all: my love, my pride.
And I'll give you more from the other side.