To you my love
To you my love I say
With a heart full of sorrow
If you ever may
Care enough to follow
What I bare in my heart, may
Crash and crumble tomorrow
Crusado is dearer than hay
But you prefered the shallow
Becareful my love not to slay
The beauty of the morrow
With a heart full of sorrow
If you ever may
Care enough to follow
What I bare in my heart, may
Crash and crumble tomorrow
Crusado is dearer than hay
But you prefered the shallow
Becareful my love not to slay
The beauty of the morrow