For I have known you for years
And haven’t I seen you once
Never did I question your existence as well
Never have I let my faith betray me

Now the things are changing
Tired am I keeping the count
Of how many times
Lost have I the battles I fought

Do not expect I
You fight for me
But the be there as my support arm
And let the righteous win

Longings have reached the toll
Want I that you should hold
Hold me tight
And take away all my fright

Fears of loosing you has become strong
But then I have no song
Which could lure you?
And pave the path to those lovely morns.

Morns of my dreams
Where there was happiness and fragrance
Alas! Lost is the dream
Lost is your fragrant presence

Still kept have I
A lightened the candles of hope
For faith have I in those unknowns
You will return to bless and make my dreams true

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