This love the singers sing of sweetens the heart.
Who's the fool? The one at the wall who feigns
indifference, holds back? Or the one whose part
quickens his feet, though the dance-music be strange.
This love the singers sing of sweetens the heart.
Accept the invitation. Arms expand
and gather you in. From bitterness turn
away. It's devotion's waltz. Grand
in its sweep, where epiphanies burn.
This love the singers sing of sweetens the heart.