Tuesday, October 18, 2005

The other one

And here's the other one. (On the CD, the arrangement was done by Chris Ewen.) L&M call it "Dark Sonnet" but I never bothered calling it anything but Sonnet.


I don�t think that I�ve been in love as such,
Although I liked a few folk pretty well.
Love must be vaster than my smiles or touch,
For brave men died and empires rose and fell
For love: girls followed boys to foreign lands
And men have followed women into Hell.

In plays and poems someone understands
There�s something makes us more than blood and bone
And more than biological demands...
For me, love�s like the wind, unseen, unknown.
I see the trees are bending where it�s been,
I know that it leaves wreckage where it�s blown.
I really don�t know what �I love you� means.
I think it means �Don�t leave me here alone.�