One million sweet things to say,
Help me lover find the way.
How long I wonder will it take,
Perhaps until I'm 108.
And speaking of desire, of love, and me
I've searched time for something used,
But in music now, and art tomorrow,
I have found something new in you.
I wait for these moments
Till moments are no more
To convince you of my intent,
The one that I adore.
In love, I surely am.
Known I am not.
So guided by nothing more than fate,
I'll love you till I'm 108.
- ▼ 2010 (26)