As I took up the fancy to stroll down lovers Street
Underneath a railway bridge in their meeting place
People glanced at me and swayed like harvest wheat
And pavements felt like footsteps of my painful grace.
There down the riverside where brimming water flow
I\'ll love you, dear, until I\'ve seen Milan and Paris meet
And rivers climb over mountains to where I don\'t know
But, I\'ll let the fish swim over all of the love I\'ll teach.
The fun will run like rabbits for as long as the world I hold
With flowers growing older there\'ll be love forevermore
Love to where love has no end as my love grows old
Then when it\'s all over I died when it hit me to the floor.
And, the part of love I\'m scared of is the actual taking off
But; I\'ll give all the attention when I finally hold her tight
To look if there\'s an answer I can rummage in loves loft
And, because of my emotions, I\'ll learn to love her right.
The tenderness I\'m giving in the water wells I\'ve found
And the proof I\'m looking at some women need to know
That in my twisted state of mind I know I\'m sure to drown
With some grace and her virtues then I hope she won\'t go.
All the headaches and the worry I know will finally leave
The heart of freedom where loves goes tomorrow or today
Departed from the start when all that\'s left is sorry to grieve
A world full of devotion is the loneliness that\'s here to stay.
Will she be my lover as all the tears begin to scald and stop
To beg, steal or borrow or whatever else it is for me to break
My bones are getting weaker when I think I\'ll lose the plot
I roamed around her heart to feel her, but all she did was take.
Enchanting may have known to enter into a loving greet
The best places have hidden throughout the test of time
I think I\'ve enjoyed the journey even if felt so incomplete
All the ladies I fell for appeared to show they\'re not mine.
Reasons, why I\'m still here, is I want to spread my wings
To fly above the clouds and look down on what it is I lost
But, the love I was looking for happened to do other things
And, if I was, to be honest, I discovered it at my passions cost.
The pain subsides in me appears to shed some more tears
Losing the intentions of love, so I moved somewhere else
For a thousand days of caring throughout my lonely years
I\'ll book a meeting with the others who ended on loves shelf.