Unto you I give my heart
and sing from voices
that my lifesong supplies.
Engage in symphonies
of the sweetest melodies
that I may sing while guitars
play and bring time to a stand still.
Only you can be my right
kind of rain.
The season where snow falls
and I can't complain.
It's not about how much I love you
but that, in love, my depth of
this will never change.
Alice, sweet darling,
dance with me.
Our song has begun
to play.





5 old applause
