Yes, you feel my being.
It's hard to understand
honey, how well stepped
You've matched into me;
I hold so fast to all you told,
and glue so tight to all u 'fold.
The lyrics of that song
come to me like the waves
to the seashore at noon;
Here and there, something
pops, yes, pops...
There and here, something
mends, yes, really mends...
We never can fathom secrets
of all that thrives under this sun.
But we sure can say, yea,
we've come to see and live
with it - all of it ;
and the strength of my being...
be it now, be it tomorrow...
at least , let it be as it is
A being so completely
wrapped up in the net
of a being, yes, a being
Another being...You!
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