Dear Love

Dear Love,

Fly me to the moon and make everything easy for I am too tired of all that moves.

Hold my hand and lead my way or I'll die without knowing how love is like.

Build me and you a home so isolated, and remind me the wonders of nature.

Recreate the music that sings of wrath that love can make:

Let my feet walk on yours and make a way out so bright and clear.

Weak hearted yet let me throw myself on you

Blindly I'll fall, believing your hands will hold.