For Love, Or Not At All

The song upon the wind
Does make the sweetest sound
As morning spreads her wings
Her soft lips part as clouds

'For love, or not at all.'

The old man by the sea
Afloat in yesterdays
A tale laid by his feet
In lines that shall not fade

'For love, or not at all.'

A stone plucked from the stream
In every fading breath
Take this, my everything
From dawn til daylight's death



Credits
Writer(s): Neill Maxwell
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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