Love Itself

The light came through the window, Straight from the sun above, And so inside my little room There plunged the rays of love. In streams of light I clearly saw The dust you seldom see, Out of which the nameless makes A name for one like me. Ill try to say a little more: Love went on and on Until it reached an open door c Then love itself Love itself was gone. All busy in the sunlight The flecks did float and dance, And I was tumbled up with them In formless circumstance. Ill try to say a little more: Love went on and on Until it reached an open door c Then love itself Love itself was gone. Then I came back from where Id been. My room, it looked the same c But there was nothing left between The nameless and the name. All busy in the sunlight The flecks did float and dance, And I was tumbled up with them In formless circumstance. Ill try to say a little more: Love went on and on Until it reached an open door c Then love itself, Love itself was gone. Love itself was gone.