The truth he spoke came from twisted branches
Unlike sacred vows within a stormy sea
Departing from my sight with such abruptness
Until I knew that only he
Could set me free

My spirit searched blindly within my breast
For the truth he spoke to me
Knowing time had come to undress
All those twisted branches
In my sight I see

I yearn once again to hear the charm of his truth
To drown the vows of my stormy sea
A hundred times I would forsake my youth
From my sacred vows
I would flee

The truth he spoke drifted in as three words
Touching the very soul of me
Why did I let them leave my heart unheard
Knowing only his truth
Could set me free