Oh lovely boy with heart of dark,
I don’t fear you. I know its spark.
The spark that doesn’t light the world,
The spark that hides when it is whirled.
Oh lovely boy with heart of dark,
I wait for you inside the park.
I wait with eyes filled with much love,
hoping, seeking, all above.
Oh lovely boy with heart of dark,
I do not fear your raging bark.
I wish you knew how I did feel,
so I will tell you when you’re near.
I love you boy with heart of dark,
I love you as I fear the wind.
The wind who is our gentle friend,
come to bring us hope and send
to us our deepest heart’s desire,
the raging, burning, heart’s true fire.