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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