She came quietly into my life, Like whispers on the air. A meek and tight-walled soul was she, Burdened down with care.
Deep in my heart she crept, Before I knew her name. For I saw in her liquid eyes, A reflection of my shame.
And there she put down tiny roots, And blossomed into life. Bringing with her sunshine, spring, And respite from my strife.
My darling how I wish that I Could take away your hurt. But that, I know is yours to bear; All flowers grow from dirt.
So all I’ll do is all I can, I’ll simply be a friend, And give to you what you’ve to me, Stay with you to the end.