Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; re-made all the time, made new. When it was made, they lay in each other's arms, holding love, asleep.

Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new.

I have given my love to what is worthy of love. Is that not the kingdom and the unperishing spring?

They made love. Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; re-made all the time, made new. When it was made, they lay in each other's arms, holding love, asleep.

Not even need and love can defeat fate...

I use your love as a man burns a candle, burns it away, to light his steps.