My Lover
My love, I would like to brush your hair, stroke your chin, sing lullabies and put you sleep on my lap
My love, without believing in faith.
I would become a pen and paper to write you to my end
I would never change for anything your full of love looking eyes
Even on my last breath I should say I love you baby
I would never change the days I spent with you
Even on my last breath I should hold your hands.