Abba

ABBA
Sing to me once again
let me hear your serenade
your song dispels my darkness
it gives me light
speak again to me
like you have done in days gone by
your words drive away my fears
it gives me faith
if i were a budding palm
you will be my root
for then I am assured
that I will grow old and not wither
if I were a young lioness
you will be my grass plain
for now I know what gives hope to the evading doe
visit me like never before
and let me feel your touch
for the gift of your hand is greater than the warmest kiss
you formed me
and now I am
you loved me
and now I'm loved
sing to me my symphony
speak to me my voice
touch me my brave hand
let me feel alive in the shadow of your love