MUCH I DO

Love of changing lights

reflected in our golden lives.

Roses of our memory slept in snatches

as fire broke out between our emotions

You left me hanging without somebody to care

Let my cry come where all the waters meet

till I am sure I have none left for you

And you don't care if I still be alive

Much I do, I still love you

My blood boils with rage and pain

Yet my heart soo pious in innocence,

a crippling affliction that set me ablaze

Much I tried and I still love you

Much I do and my mind is headstrong for you