What is love, but a force
To bring the mighty low,
With the strength to shame the mountains
And halt time’s ceaseless flow?
What is love, but a triumph,
A glorious goal attained,
The union of two souls, two hearts
A bond the angels have ordained?
What is love, but a champion,
To cast the tyrant from his throne,
And raise the flag of truth and peace,
And fear of death overthrow?
What is love, but a beacon,
To guide the wayward heart,
A blazing light upon the shoals
That dash cherished dreams apart?
And what is love, but forever,
Eternal and sincere,
A flame that through wax and wane
Will outlive life’s brief years?
So I’ll tell it on the mountaintops,
In all places high and low,
That my love for you is my reason to be,
And will never break or bow.
You’d be talking and laughing
And have games to play
But instead you’re in heaven
So I just want to say
I love you my angel,
With all of my heart
And I wish we were together
Instead of apart
I imagine your face
And the colour of your hair,
I’d love nothing more than to see you
And tell you that I care
I hope that you forgive me
You should’ve had the chance to grow
I miss you and I love you
I just hope that you know
No longer waiting to see what happens,
No more waiting on fate.
I will decide where it all ends,
I will show you all my hate.
You claim to be full of anger,
You spread nothing but lies.
Your time in my mind is in danger,
For you are whom I truly despise.
The look in your eyes is hard to handle,
It’s almost something to be feared.
Is this true or just another scandal?
Where is your face–just mine I see mirrored.