Like a
rose among the thorns
A turtledove among the ravens
Like a dewdrop in a storm
Among the ignorant a maven
As a rivulet, a stream
Through the barrenness it rambles
Like the meaning in a dream
A fruit tree among the brambles
You’re always alone, a fortress, a haven
And the truth lies in your heart
You’re always two worlds apart
A sycamore among the trees
Branches embracing intertwining
Like a fresh and fragrant breeze
Against a harsh desert wind pining
You’re the future, present and past
And your wisdom’s never-ending
And to you I must hold fast
Everything else is just pretending
I’m no longer alone, you’re my fortress my haven
And your song guides me home
And I needn’t lament anymore
I’m the flower in full bloom
I am the song the harp is playing
I’m the bride and you’re the groom
I am the whispered plea I’m praying
You’re my compass and my sail
My journey is through
Like a princess to her throne
I’m coming home, I’m coming home to you |