My Lover

My little sun rise

My precious flower

You make me feel right

Though I'm a coward

I see my flaws, though

I will not change

The way I love you

It's kind of strange

O all the years I've

Fled the village town

I ran and hid, I

Was never found

But you garden

I am a beetle

My heart has hardened

But now is brittle

You loving is brighter

Than any star

You lift me higher

And take me far

My lover's eyes

Is beautiful

As blue as skies

Before the moon