I like when you come by
I like your will to try
I love you say you’re mine
I love you won’t make love divine

I don’t like when you wash over me
I don’t like this fragility
Love is precious but fragile
So I’m out of breath for a while

Careful hands you’re reaching out
I love you without a doubt
Why I won’t ever leave you
Is for the amazing things you do

© Copyright, Ida Pedersen, 2002.