Love is always bestowed as a gift – freely, willingly and without expectation. We don’t love to be loved; we love to love.
Leo Buscaglia
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Weekend in New England
Last night I waved goodbye, now it seems years
I'm back in the city where nothing is clear
But thoughts of me holding you, bringing us near
And tell me, when will our eyes meet?
When can I touch you?
When will this strong yearning end?
And when will I hold you again
Time in New England took me away
To long rocky beaches and you by the bay
We started a story whose end must now wait
And tell me, when will our eyes meet?
When can I touch you?
When will this strong yearning end?
And when will I hold you again
I feel the change comin', I feel the wind blow
I feel brave and daring, I feel my blood flow
With you I could bring out all the love that I have
With you there's a heaven, so earth ain't so bad
And tell me, when will our eyes meet?
When can I touch you?
When will this strong yearning end?