Treasure Island

Colin Coplin

(Australia)

Behind These Walls


If the universe should shrink up and die
I would still hold on to you
Not through fear, or pain, or hope
But because, I love you

If my eyes that I trust went blind
Then all I'd ever want to see
Is the look I'll hold eternally
Of your face, as it smiles on me

' Cause girl you are my centre of my life, my thoughts
Heaven stands between you and Earth
And while I live, I need no more
Than your love behind these walls

Break

As we make love, it occurres to me
All time is measured, by our heartbeat
A moment stolen from eternity
And ignites the flame of love through you and me
And while I live, I need no more
Then your love, behind these walls

If the universe should shrink up and die
I would still hold on to you
Not through fear, or pain, or hope
But because, I love you

Copyright Colin Coplin 1985 / 2011

Submitted: Monday, November 22, 2010
Edited: Saturday, March 26, 2011

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