Let me be the
bandage for your bleeding;
Let me be the ocean for your tears.
Let me be the secret of your healing;
Let me be the song to still your fears.
Love isn't love that
cannot love in darkness,
Nor is it love that turns away from pain;
Nor would I love would I not hold your sadness
And with my love your love of life sustain.
So do not think your malady a
And do not think my willingness deceit.
Just let your sorrow flow into my garden,
And I will share with you the harvest sweet.