When all
That's loved is past and gone
And left here
Of you is a song
One that sings to me
Of beauty
In poetry
Where love is free
Rushing in and crashing down
This feeling comes
And washes over me
Slipping in among the waves
The blinding cold
Makes me see
What do you care
Of haggard, hungry dogs
Of wild things
And bitter Winter fogs
You sing to me
Of purity
Of what will be
When love is free
Rushing in and crashing down
This feeling comes
And washes over me
Slipping in among the waves
The blinding cold
Makes me see
Sing to me
Of beauty
In poetry
Where love is free
