You speak of beautiful beginnings,
but what about the road that lead us here?
If you'd seen the pitfalls in which I've laid
you may well rather disappear.
As all my feelings have been displayed
of every terror of which I'm afraid
and every misstep where my feet have strayed,
will you fall away or draw closer, dear?
My prayers, leaded letters down transcribed,
for shedded fetters of hope denied,
may have perhaps lead me to you,
my happy ending beyond this beginning new...