Down the memory lane
I made a promise
Come sun, come rain
This I will not miss
As my soul mate's to me
To always with me be
So will I from Him
Never myself separate
Not now, not again!
Lest I breed pain
To the wound that paid debt
But into flame to fan
A certain desire glowing
And like wind blowing
Shake all that can
And never, the light, dim
Which for the world shone
And Him, to us, have shown
Oh prisoner of love, my soul mate so pissed
Indeed I've fallen though short
But down the memory lane, I promised
Wishing I'll fail Thee not.
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