long ago in the land of ideal loving,
I was an alien in the territory of the cold.
the image of a goddess astounded me,
I felt selected by whim and wile.
together in a room with a child,
I wished to be my own.
but you would not trust me,
because you believed I was like the rest.
with a heavy heart you let me go,
and we cried, separately.
I will never forget,
How pure Love is unreal.