For You I'll Always Burn

Oh, my dearest, oh, my lovely
I hope this letter finds you well
I miss you badly, I miss you madly
I miss your touch, your smell
I hear the rainfall outside my tent now
My hand is shaking from the cold
But what keeps me going is simply knowing
That you are mine to have and hold
Oh, my dearest, oh, my lovely
I know how hard these times have been
I know you miss me and long to kiss me
But I swear to you I’ll be home again
So, Love, hold your head high
I’ll be home one day
And underneath the blue skies
In golden fields we’ll play
Oh, my dearest, oh, my lovely
I hope this letter finds you well
I miss you badly, I miss you madly
I miss your touch, your smell
I will not die here, I’ll tell you why dear
There is something that I must do
So don’t you fear, love, don’t shed a tear love
I’ll be home to grow old with you
So, Love, hold your head high
I’ll be home one day
And underneath the blue skies
In golden fields we’ll play
And, Love, until that sweet day
When to you I do return
Know that I’m a flame of passion
And for you I’ll always burn
© 2002 Burning Blue Music
Words And Music by Brandon Henderson