I've been yours since the night you rescued me: 'Til then I was the ruler of my heart. To break my firmest oath, how could it be Passion fights will to play the traitor's part.
I had made an enemy of my gaze, Forsworn those it looked with favour upon As those that rule the night must shun the days And waking, find the summer silently gone.
All I've ever fought for, all I've won Seem like worthless boasts best left to the past. And, lacking you, I find what I have done Is built a summer-house, not meant to last.
Take care when through your fingers fall the sands It will always be my heart in your hands.
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