Desire To Love

Down the river as a child
If I couldn’t see the horizon
I could see for miles
Love me by the river
Shivering with a temperature
Recovered by a virginal
Sixteen-year-old girl burning with her
Desire to love
Desire to love
There was war inside my heart
I did not know if we should be together or apart
Torment never leave me
Comfortable and easy
Obviously I’m still breathing
But only by the beneficent feeling of her
Desire to love
Desire to love
Picking flowers in the hills
There’s a violet and azalea and a daffodil
Each one with its opening
It’s Joni Mitchell loneliness
Unedited relationship with the sun
And a burning
Desire to love
Desire to love