You are the seed and the grain of every harvest

planted in love by a being far beyond this

How can it be?

Such a sweet yet painful feeling,

came over me?



CHORUS

Knowing this can never be,

do I love you? Yes indeed.



I am the bird which cannot be caged completely,

even though I long to spread my wings so bittersweetly.

How do I know?

Maybe this I just imagined,

painfully so.



CHORUS

Knowing this can never be,

does it hurt me? Yes indeed.



BRIDGE

I've heard it said that all is fair in love and war,

but tell it like it is, does the distance hide the score?

All our lives alone, changing,

never really knowing what games we're playing(oh baby),

when we really should have both been praying

(living, I'm living)



You are the rush and the flow of every river,

soft as the touch of love when you want to be the giver.

What do I do?

Should I hold my love in silence,

wondering if you feel it too?



CHORUS

Knowing this can never be,

do I love you? Yes indeed