My love is as the rose

As wild and free as I should wish to be

Close guarded by the thorns

That shield her from the hands that seek to touch.

The hourglass sand that runs so free

Is rock that failed to halt the waves of time

My haven is the harbour bar

Sheltering from the storm

'Til the sun comes shining through, again.

My love a primrose fair

A gentle hedgerow flower in the spring

If gathered in the dawn

Come evening she will surely fade and die.

My love is as a pearl

A heart of stone that I can never own

More precious that my life

Thus meaning more than I can ever give.