• Past All Pain

    Cry on my shoulder, love, it will be alright
    I will hold you and protect you on this lonely night
    Though the day’s gone by, bitter as it was
    I will still say that I love you only just because

    Take my hand and hold it tight
    I will make everything all right
    My shoulders were made for crying
    So don’t you stop your trying

    Turning your head gently, I look into your eyes
    I look past all the pain and see the compromise
    Your tear-streaked face looks fierce and worn
    The image resembles an outlaw torn

    Such a beautiful face should not be down
    Your wonderful smile, now worn as a frown
    My arms around you, sweet warmth within
    The long journey’s over now, but where did we begin?