Oh why must pain riddle my heart?
Can the birds not sing every day
And can the sun not always be seen?
For what purpose does this rain patter
Upon my soul and drench me
Only for your smile to thaw the the freeze?
Can the Angels not strum a time upon their harps
To the beat of your footsteps
Drawing you close to me?
Can the aroma of your sweet skin not
Bring back so many memories
If they are not to be today?
Can I just fade into dust
Settle upon this earth
And be one with the wind
And drift off into the evening sun?
Can you not just be with me?