There is a rope around my waist. Do you see it? It's right here.

You probably don't and you probably won't 

 

This rope around my waist is ever changing itself

From thick to thin from smooth to corse 

 

This rope has a knot that can never be undone

This rope cannot be cut by any knife or blade of any metal 

 

This rope streaches the globe and crosses oceans

And it links me to your soul

 

The reason no one can se it is because it connects me and you

Me and you , only us

 

Now and then the connections is strong

The rope is thick and powerful

 

It pulls and tugs on my being in almost every way imaginable

But there are other times when that blessed cord rubs thin

 

At moments it's a single threat that brushes againt my skin

I can barely feel it but I know it's still there

 

And no matter how I have tried and no matter what I do

I can't remove the bond, the rope, the chain, that links me to you

 

More often than not the rope wears thin like you memory in my mind

Sometimes my hope becomes as fine as the line between good and bad

 

But. No mater how faded, how weak or how thin it may be

I can feel you. Sometimes I think you feel it too.

 

And when you feel it you come right back and coil the rope more

You pull harder, make it thicke,r draw me in further

 

As this rope crosses the oceans, bounds over cities, and connects me to you

Always remember that I am forever tied, forever tied to you and only you.