Love Song
How shall I keep my soul from touching yours
How shall I lift it out beyond you toward other things
Ah, I would like to lodge it in the dark
With some lost thing in some silent foreign place
That doesn't tremble when your depths stir
Yet whatever touches you and me
Blends us together just as a bow's stroke
From two strings draws one voice
Across what instrument are we stretched taut
And what player holds us in his hand
Oh sweet song
How shall I lift it out beyond you toward other things
Ah, I would like to lodge it in the dark
With some lost thing in some silent foreign place
That doesn't tremble when your depths stir
Yet whatever touches you and me
Blends us together just as a bow's stroke
From two strings draws one voice
Across what instrument are we stretched taut
And what player holds us in his hand
Oh sweet song
Credits
Writer(s): Thornberg Per Gunnar
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