So many secrets to keep
So may people that weep
I can hear them now
Testifying that they learned how to bow
Not for themselves but for their calling
I wish you could see me, i’m the one not falling
To your weaknesses
My kisses are to your wounds
And I predict your failure will soon
Be what marks your way
So that you can say
What a marvelous time you’ve had
Enjoying life and every sad story
Will become the brilliant glory
That meets you at the gate
When you find your mate.