Sun Away
I thought I could keep the sun away
Of getting burned I’ve been afraid.
Although sometimes I’m so cold
That even my thoughts can get mold.
I try to keep your love at bay,
Even when my heart I feel swayed,
But your ways have such tenderness
Resistance is vain, I’m helpless.
Come to me, my love, and touch
This cold heart where the need is such
That I can’t wait anymore:
Need the warmth of your love.
KBS
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