I wanted to sing a song about love but first had to clear my
soul then closing eyes fell back into creation safe again inside her womb I wanted to die from
happiness but it wasn't yet my time I'd done no crime to deserve the ocean of fire it was eternal bliss I
sought instead I wanted to sing a song
about love but got sidetracked in the
process oh well no matter plenty of time left to plant
skies with roses show the children of hatred
and jealousy the proper way to go I would become the lover of
lovers if I had to give each man woman and
child that special caress that only a clean spirit
could give and surely then the
omnipresent lover would smile his everlasting
goodness upon me I wanted to sing a song
about love but instead wrote a poem one and the same in all but
name alas my time had finally
come and yes I had a song ...a lover © 1985 Chris Sorrenti |