The breeze, I wish
To bring the promises
Of to come the days
Of Tomorrow and Overmorrow
Everlasting hope
From within pieces
The wind, bring more it shall
More to be put in place
Of those to be missing
Missing me, missing you
The wind, find us it shall
Continues to beat
Yet never the same
And the days to come, never came
The wind failed me again
But still, here I sit
And the breeze, I wish
To bring the promises
Of the days to come
When Tomorrow and Overmorrow
Make their way
The first day that across thee I came,
The detainee of thy love I became.
I know thou art beyond my reach
N’ over thee someone else hath claim;
But what shall I do of this nasty heart
Who reiterates just thy name!
My destruction, my ruin, all is mine;
Thou art not at all to blame.
Over my lips there plays a smile,
But in my heart there rises a flame!
If I’m not blessed with thy company,
Then for me, joy and sorrow are the same!
For separation is – as it seems – my fate,
I’ve set thy picture in my hearts’ frame.
I love you! I love you! I love you!
I declare it with no fear or shame!
My Love,
Where art thou? Where art thou to part the sky?
To let the sun shine upon I. For it is I my love, who brings the moon the stars from high
above. To you I give all these and more, sleep my love forever more. For when you wake
my sun will shine from high above. Your love and thoughts carry me through every night
without you. Take your time, give me your hand upon a finger I will place a band. on that
finger a ring will be, together forever you and me. For every morning I will wake, and say I
love you as the morning dawn breaks.
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