Faint at what I figured
On sheets of indigo
Hair of velvet tangles
And expressions that tiptoe
I know
I’ll never love you like the man
I was
Ceaseless
It is the promise that I have
The welspryng always runs
Draped among the pear trees
The quiet fills our time
Dipped in rose of sharon
On the banks of brandy wine
I know
I’ll never love you like the man
I was
Ceaseless
It is the promise that I have
The welspryng always runs
I know
It is the promise that I have
This welspryng always runs