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