To Him
My love for you grows like the old oak tree,
But thou followed the tempt of lone's dark day.
Love, all I ask of you, return to me.
As I watch the merciless path take thee,
My soul spills out, and as I plead I say;
Heart to heart, blood to blood, I call to thee.
The road spirals on, too far for to see,
The dust circles you, blinds along the way.
Love, all I ask of you, return to me.
My love! Don't choose, though simple may it be,
Do not travel away from love's bright ray.
Heart to heart, blood to blood, I call to thee.
I chase on. Forever, may be the key.
Like the flowers beg for sunshine in May,
Love, all I ask of you, return to me.
I won't love another as I do he,
For him, the ultimate price, I would pay.
Heart to heart, blood to blood, I call to thee,
Love, all I ask of you, return to me.