Stone love, she kneels before the grave A brave son, who gave his life To save the slogans That hovers between the headstone and her eyes For they penetrate her grieving New love, a boy and girl are talking New words, that only they can share in New words, a love so strong it tears their hearts To sleep through the fleeting hours of morning Love is careless in its choosing Sweeping over cross and baby Love descends on those defenseless Idiot love will spark the fusion Inspirations have I none Just to touch the flaming dove All I have is my love of love And love is not loving Soul love, the priest that tastes the word and Told of love, and how my God on high is All love, though reaching up my loneliness evolves By the blindness that surrounds him Love is careless in its choosing Sweeping over cross and baby Love descends on those defenseless Idiot love will spark the fusion Inspirations have I none Just to touch the flaming dove All I have is my love of love And love is not loving
Stone love, she kneels before the grave
ResponderEliminarA brave son, who gave his life
To save the slogans
That hovers between the headstone and her eyes
For they penetrate her grieving
New love, a boy and girl are talking
New words, that only they can share in
New words, a love so strong it tears their hearts
To sleep through the fleeting hours of morning
Love is careless in its choosing
Sweeping over cross and baby
Love descends on those defenseless
Idiot love will spark the fusion
Inspirations have I none
Just to touch the flaming dove
All I have is my love of love
And love is not loving
Soul love, the priest that tastes the word and
Told of love, and how my God on high is
All love, though reaching up my loneliness evolves
By the blindness that surrounds him
Love is careless in its choosing
Sweeping over cross and baby
Love descends on those defenseless
Idiot love will spark the fusion
Inspirations have I none
Just to touch the flaming dove
All I have is my love of love
And love is not loving