
Take your fingers from my heart, no don’t
We will always be apart, we won’t
It’s been said that love is short, forgetting long
But in my soul I hear another song
Love is long, goes on and on
There is no pain when love is gone
Forgetting then could start perchance
If love were short then I would dance
Though your lips may bid farewell
Words are simply syllables
Far beyond its doleful song
I know now that love is long
Love me, love me, mutual pain
Mutual tear-drops in the rain
Forgetting might begin to dawn
If love were not quite so long
Ruthless ivy in my mind
We are hopelessly entwined
Wrapped around a tender song
I hear it whisper, love is long
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Janet Martin
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