You will be living in the lines,
You are the essence of my rhymes
I have engraved you in a stone
You\' re in my bloodstream, in my bones.
You will be living when I die,
You voice once helped me to survive.
If you could know how I regret
That a soul\'s unable to forget.
To let slip from memory this sense,
How I was left without defense.
Without my shell, with broken walls,
When a naked heart marked the life as false.
For only love is ultimate truth,
In a weary soul is a fountain of youth,
In gloomy days it\'s a rainbow splash,
A healing power for the crashed,
For thirsty land it\'s long- hoped for rain...
And just for me...eternal pain...