I feel this love like a heavy load
our love a quilt that's tightly sewed
pieces patched in abstract places
representing new things and new faces
But the stitches seem to be far too wide
and i cannot cross them as they're tied
the distance great, my love, it withers
as we grow apart, i'm cold and shiver
i want to hold you close to me
and dream of us as we could be
i want to catch you in my arms
and shield you from all life's harms
keep you safe for me to hold
keep you warm from distance's cold
I'll cross those stiches at all cost
though it may mean my life is lost
when i see you, our love will grow
like wild fire in the wind that blows
the warmth will grow and all will burn
the stitches melt, they twist and turn
they make a path straight to you
and i have only one thing to do
this is my dream seen every day
the path brings me to you through the fray
it shows me my love and all it is for
and not a man on earth could wish for more
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