My love is true, my love is for you, and it
by Richard Joseph
also hangs by a spider webs thread.
Even though I cannot seem to commit,
since my shyness inhib its, it is true, it
is for you. Where o where shall I be,
when the thunder peals through my soul;
Can I get the brass ring.? Can I cause
it to ring.? Come down, come down,
to Earth, just for me so we can be, be
as one.So we can dance the dance
of true Love!