Love, I will go with you
Wherever you’re off to
Some say that you descended from cloud nine
Word is that you’re not headed back to Trine
Some swear you fell from heaven
You’re sinful beyond seven
Heaven’s sure not where you’re headed
Back to the place where you wedded
Some maintain you dropped from above
You lost your bearings, black-winged dove
Heaven’s a hell of a place to come from
Hell’s a heavenly setting to succumb
As for me, I do not care
As long as I smell your hair
Whatever place you’re off to
Know that I will go with you