Escape as I try, I cannot do so.
For what I feel is all so real to let go.
If bearing the pain keeps my love to thee.
And bearing so keeps thee in my heart,
then hold on I'll do to keep love inside me.

As the days go on, I make the hard labour.
To make a rough but steady path a daily chore.
As I look to a far off place beyond the wilderness parts.
A place to build a home; a place to find my heart.

Why do I continue as I am and stay with my family?
Because I continue to love thee ever so deeply.
For the path I build, I must make strong.
And a path plagued with guilt cannot stay long.

I love my Queen much to give her all that's pure.
And I stay where I am to give our souls some food.
If ever I offer my Queen a home that's best.
I will offer a place filled with love and nothing else.

10/13/98