Lonely road

My love is made of bits of broken glass.

Unforgotten memories and pieces of the past.

It's like a book full of episodes.

Unforgiven pages are all I have show.

My love has seen how hard the wind can blow.

It defenses like thorns around a rose.

If you hold me tender it will bloom and grow.

But there is love enough to last forever.

My heart seen the lonely road.

Enough for me to know.