You Stay With Me

How can you abide and stand by my side?
After all the cunning and deceit,
After all the feats of madness,
Bringing only deep sadness . . .
Why are you still here? Will you still stay?
Will you spill your love amidst all the fray?

Will you climb the hill with me?
Even scale the rough mountain
To reach the fountain of love?
You say you will to my thrill . . . and dismay!

Why do you bother with rotten me, even me,
When there are so many other garden trees?
Insanity, yes, but without vanity,
This is madness and gladness . . .
Why do you want to dance with untrue me,
And prance like lover and hover over me?

Will you climb the hill with me?
Even scale the rough mountain
To reach the fountain of love?
You say you will to my thrill . . . and dismay!

How can you abide and stand by my side?
Why do you bother with rotten me, even me,
When there are so many other garden trees?

Will you climb the hill with me?
Even scale the rough mountain
To reach the fountain of love?
You say you will to my thrill . . . and dismay!

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