You smile
You wonder
As we love
We sunder
The bellows
Of thunder
Bring us
Back under

A gust
Of wind
The child
Of kin
Pulled apart
Again
I'm the worst
Of men

We sing
We kiss
Our lives
Are bliss
It's you
I miss
I'm glad
Of this

The end
You see
I see
Or we
Is you
With me
We hope
It will be

You start our "baff"
We sustain our laugh
You have your hot tea
But you have to ***