• Time

    Ohh, my love,
    Of everything, below or above,
    Nothing pains me so,
    As Time, my eternal foe.

    For, every minute we are apart,
    It is a dagger in my heart,
    For such pain, there is one cure,
    It is my love, and the one I love is her.

    But I embrace your soul forevermore,
    And I fly with you from shore to shore,
    In the moons soft light,
    We fly of into the night.

    Of all there is, below or above,
    There is none that I such love,
    As my Karen, my sweet rose,
    And everyday my love grows.