This is not How love’s to be When everything is perfect Yet doubts succeed In choking fledgling love In the womb I will risk all I risk my all But you slay me With the sword of doubt And love dies on the vine You said you didn’t want to hurt me When you closed the door on love With the heavy sword of doubt There is enough pain in our lives so Believe Put away your doubt I forgive you I forgive you Will you forgive me? |
The Sword of Doubt |
haole 2001 |