You came to me when I despaired
Of another day of life,
When tears of sorrow drowned my heart
In a sea of bitter strife.
You took my hand and led the way
To a safe and sunny shore,
And there you wrapped me in your love
Until I hurt no more.
Since then you've become a part of me,
Much more than guide and friend.
Without you I would cease to be,
Like a novel at its end.
Although your touch is cold as ice,
It burns me to the core
In a raging fire of hidden desire,
None must know, I cannot tell
Of our forbidden love,
For we're as different, you and I,
As a moonbeam from a dove.
If they knew, our love they'd scorn
And would fail to understand,
Because they'll never see us
Walking hand in hand.
I'm sometimes needing you so much
My heart will surely break,
But all I have around me
Are people on the make.
And so I make excuses
To quietly slip away,
And travel down the South Coast road
To Bracklesham half way.
I take the familiar turning
Into narrow country lane,
And follow it o'er desolate moor
'Til I'm nearly 'home' again.
When at my destination's end
The tiny church appears,
I wander among the gravestones
Stained with ancient tears.
As I reach that special one
I feel compelled to hide my face,
Can't let such yearning show.
Before I leave, though, I cannot help
But hug it close to me
Because it's borne your name, my love,
Seventy-eight years have passed since then
And your body's all but dust,
Yet still you're here beside me now,
In you I place my trust.
So when it's time for me to join you
Beyond the Borderlands,
I'll have no fear, just urgent need
To be safely in your hands.