By K.D. Lyons
Oh, Lover, look how the snow covers the ashes
You didn’t set my world ablaze,
But you still mended my wounds and gashes
Waltzing past hallways and wide-open windows
I would have no cares for the sneers of the masses
As long as you would be mine
Oh, Lover, I picked some bluebells for you
The gardens now breathe life and I can’t help
That my mind drifts to you when I see the blooms
Please follow me to a glade where we can watch
The return of the monarchs on gusts of perfume
As long as you will be mine
Oh, Lover, know you’re safe with me
We can lie here forever and relish
In the way the wind moves the trees
There’s no better feeling than wasting time
With you in the late summer breeze
As long as you are mine
Oh, Lover, will you love me still when fall arrives?
When the parishioners come for blood
And only the steadfast survive?
I would still hold you tight
As smoke began to rise from the pines
As long as you were mine
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