A Song for Ophelia - early version

Lay love to fair ofelia, lay bless upon the ground
Lay wanting decorations to whom you bow down
Miraculous a'happenings and faces about town
The face of another saint you will love now
Regard her with compassion, to love you are a fool
Here comes another saint to lay down your rules

And every moment will be of bless and joy
And every hour will come to mean much more
As she shows the paradise to which you are a toy
Stuck inside a dream, life is grander than before

You count every aspect, her eyes, her lips and brows
You're hungry for her lips, to be with her right now
Your sure that you need, of her love you full of doubt
Till she's come back again, no sun light will come through
She is the God sent gift to light your life anew.

And every moment will be of bless and joy
And every hour will come to mean much more
She'll give you peace, tenderness and pain
But it's all worth it, the future now could never be the same.

And her legs, her smile, her dark brown hair
They all whisper promisses of long awaited paradise
As she looks away and dismiss your demands
She shines like the morning sun

The lasting impressions of meeting's first event
They linger lasting longer than time can comprehend
Voracious desires of pleasures to holiness bow
your saint earthly heaven, she's on her way out

And not every moment will be of bless and joy
Although every hour will come to mean much more
She'll give you love she says, tenderness then pain
But it's all worth it anyway