Walkin on Air

Song of Passion



Until forever after
I'm there for you,
beyond the end of time,
no matter what you do
my love is always,
my love is true;
until forever after
I'm there for you.

Through all the pain and sorrow
I'm there for you,
at each and every morrow
when wondering why and who
love in silence comes,
my love persists;
throughout the pain and sorrow
I'm there for you.

There is no rhyme or reason,
don't plan or map the way,
to speculate is treason:
cannot but hearts betray.

To touch your skin and taste you
I kiss your lips,
our souls entwine as one,
with God becomes as two;
always united
love's a spirit;
to touch your skin and taste you
I kiss your lips.

Oh mother of my children
hold me, let's pray;
put your arms about me,
I know not what to say:
alone I am naught,
just half a man;
Oh Mother of my children
hold me, let's pray.

There is no rhyme or reason,
don't plan or map the way,
to speculate is treason:
cannot but hearts betray.



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