Flightless Bird

Your love has made me weary Your eyes do light the way Your lips must taste like berries Or chocolates far away Your hair smells like vanilla Just ask me and I’ll stay To hold you in my strongest arms And in the grass we’ll lay. I love your voice the sweetest sound I’ve heard in all my years So hold my hand, do hold it tight, we’ll make it through our fears Or even when you still have doubt you’ll see my drying tears So please give me a chance to redeem my dying love For I have nothing left, but cheers and a flightless dove.