........again, to Stuart, with all my love
I have put up with pain that visits.
I'm talking to my pain at times.
I welcome her to come and see me,
Let her break in my dreams and rhymes.
And I can find my sweet salvation
Inside your heart, inside your eyes,
Your holding arms, your lips' temptation,
And our sweet memories at last.
And what's to me, if pain is jealous...
If she is willing to come home,
I'm giving up, I'm not rebelling,
I'm welcoming her on my own.
And if the flames are there, raging
Inside my veines, my blood that burns,
Your love is blessed, my guardian angel,
Your touch protecting me from hers.