Down on the lake rosy reflections of celestial vapor appeared and I said God I love you and looked to the sky and really meant it. I have fallen in love with you God. Take care of us all one way or the other. To the children and the innocent its all the same.
Love they say enslaves and passion is a demon and many have been lost for love. I know this is true but I know too that without love we grope the tunnels of our lives and never see the sun.