by Adrienne
My heart stills its frantic beat
whenever he draws near.
Dear Lord, is it righteousness
to face love without fear?
Race, my heart! I lose my voice
whenever she is near.
God, have mercy on my soul
for finding heaven here!
Father, lead me not astray,
yet I would gladly find
that which ails him through and through
and give him peace of mind.
Cruel Fate, give me back the wings
departed long ago;
loose my tongue from cowards' chains
that I may let her know.
Thou, my candle in the night,
my one and only love…
ä see me safe through this dark time,
my beacon from above!
