The Art of Love

Spreading my wings

To the art of love

As weary my soul

Could you be my goal?

Would you carry on high

Both our dreams?

A place where time is

Completely aware

Of your teardrops

Of mine, too

Into one sea, they'll melt

Their existence is not new

Always will remain

Let's spread our wings

To the art of love

And then praise deep the spirit to give