Where's It Written
Where is it written a man can't cry
a single tear of love, hate, or rage?
Must he be content to live and die;
having never once stepped off his stage?
I beg you to stay with all my heart;
is it selfish to want you so much?
Your leaving is tearing me apart;
my skin longs for your sensual touch.
Shall we wash our dreams away with tears;
and erase all traces of our love?
Please, I need you; stay and calm my fears;
you are an Angel sent from above.
If I cannot convince you with words,
search my heart, and you will find my soul.
For like the wind carrying the birds;
your love completes me and makes me whole.
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