Two different songs, Two different storms my mind is racing through...
just remember love possesses nothing
nor would it ever be possessed
and love is love sufficient unto love
and you can figure out the rest
when love beckons
his ways are often hard and steep
when his wings unfold
ye yield to all he speaks
the sword it might be hidden there among his pinions
oh you may wear a wound that truly spoke to you
believe in all that voice and follow through
follow so on and on
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You see my old man's got a problem
He live with the bottle that's the way it is
He says his body's too old for working
I say his body's too young to look like his
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Okay and a third...
So long since I have had to fight for love
And even if I win I'm gonna lose too much