When I′m with you, I feel like myself

No stranger, the shadow of somebody else

When I feel you holdin' my handI get touched, ain′t this life grand?

But the form of a life is long never-ending

And the smell of your halo, I know

And the smile of a knife is seldom befriending

And the smell of tangelo, I know

When I'm near you, I feel like a king

A life force inside to do anything

When I'm downtown, I pick up the phone

I hear you and I′m not alone

But the form of a life, a long never-ending

And the smell of your halo, I know

And the smile of a knife is seldom befriending

And the smell of tangelo, I know

But December came strong, the mending went wrong

And the clothes on the line never dried

And the crows on my hill came in for the kill

But the dream of this love never died

But when I lost you out in that field

My crooked eyes could hardly conceal

Tell me one time and bring me my tray

Oh, let it go and now I must pray

Let′s pray