Love me

When life is so cruel,
When pain is the reason,
When nights are so cold and so lost in despair,
When lie is so true,
As year’s four seasons,
I want you to love me, I’ve got love to share.
When I am alone,
When nobody cares,
When I fail to notice the meaning of life,
When you’re on your own
With no friends and prayers,
I want you to love me. And want us to strive.
When fear strikes a blow,
When crowds of people
Are so disappointed at angels and dreams,
When you’re in a glow,
Cause they help you little,
I want you to love me beneath bloody streams.
When you are belied
And have no protection
From enemies and from distraction they bring,
When flowers are died,
When there’s no perfection,
I want you to love me: it is quite the thing!
When you read my mind,
When you see my sadness,
When you go to bed not to wake up at all,
When promises bind,
When thoughts turn to madness.
I want you to love me – don’t feel yourself small.
When all days are gray,
When hands are so dirty,
When virgins are holy, though you’re put to shame,
And that is to say
Heaven thinks you are naughty,
I love you, and hope you will answer the same.