If I Had But an Hour with You
If I had but an hour with You
It would be as a dream come true
To sit at your feet and gaze upon You
’Twould be joy beyond measure.
But alas, it is not to be
Not now whilst I am living.
This joy, this joy is yet to be
In a time somewhere ahead of me.
But I still dream of my hour with You,
And I know how it will be
Full of joy and contentment
And a peace that is beyond belief.
So I will wait my time of loving you
With the full of what I am.
I give my all to You
Imperfectly as a man.
When the twilight comes,
So it will be,
And morning will not linger,
But come bursting through
With a blast of light.
Behold, life begins anew.
And there will I be,
With You, my love,
At last it is upon me,
The moment, my dream,
It has come true—
My hour to gaze upon you.
So for now I wait,
And I dream
And try to be who I am,
A sinful man with a burning soul,
Seeking the only true love.
L. Lapiz
6/10/87
