Return

Lift me, take me, sweep me away

Ah, the thought of you

Near again, forever free

Silken and breezy and gentle

Stephen Pursell, 11/03/02

Wind-borne on the breath divine

Oh, to feel you, to know you

Again aloft in uncharted heights

Stillness, oneness, togetherness

Again to your chamber

Oh, that I could know the way

How do I move with you again

What then must I do

How I yearn for your presence

Oh, how I love you

A return to open certainty

A return to softening

Help me back there

Those tender tears

Those broken gifts

Oh, to feel you again

How could I forget it

You're so beautiful

I know it stands between us

I miss your love

I need your touch

But I hate it

Lord, I guess I'm mad at you