Welspryng

See that wide-eyed figure on sheets of indigo
Hair of velvet tangles and expressions that tiptoe
I know I’ll never love you like the lamb I was
Ceaseless, it is the promise that I have
The welspryng always runs
Draped among the pear trees, the quiet fills our time
Dipped in Rose of Sharon on the banks of Brandywine
I know I’ll never love you like the lamb I was
Ceaseless, it is the promise that I have
The welspryng always runs
I know, it is the promise that I have
This welspryng always runs