Here I am looking for the future
Planning how to get the picture of love
So pure that makes me so sure
Oh sweet love, like dew from above
Coming down to sooth my wounds
And like the lark heralds daylight
That I may carry you beyond all bounds
To my heart utmost delight
This love, so blind and still so right
Take me through the darkest of nights
That I may awaken to find my self
As a glorious as an elf in this true picture of love
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