I caught the happy virus last night
When I was out singing beneath the stars.
It is remarkably contagious--
So kiss me.
***
This is the kind of Friend
You are--
Without making me realize
My soul's anguished history,
You slip into my house at night,
And while I am sleeping,
You silently carry off
All my suffering and sordid past
In Your beautiful
Hands.
When I was out singing beneath the stars.
It is remarkably contagious--
So kiss me.
***
This is the kind of Friend
You are--
Without making me realize
My soul's anguished history,
You slip into my house at night,
And while I am sleeping,
You silently carry off
All my suffering and sordid past
In Your beautiful
Hands.