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Beyond the Hills


The Sun begins to fall beyond the hills.

I love to see the light caress her skin,

But when the star sets we will feel the thrills

That come from our forbidden, lustful sin.

When you are here I nearly own the Earth,

And from your side I never want to stray.

For all the joys I have endured since birth

Cannot contend your presence for a day.

I cling to you how clouds cling to the sky.

How much I need you, you may never know.

But you deserve the world so I wil try

To give this love the care it needs to grow.

For now, I'll make the effort to pretend;

So you can tell your man I'm just a friend.

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