Life Without You

i traverse these images,
already scarred by some.
now wound again they leave me not:
away from them i run.

if by your side i'm safe from them
(where torment pains me not)
then in your arms would be my home
and by your love i'm bought.

so with a kiss do seal my life;
its you i live to woo:
save me from the images
of life without you.