Love is patient. I want what I want now!
Love is kind. I am mean.
It does not envy. I want what others have and I want them to suffer in the process of me getting it.
It does not boast. I scream "look at me!" every day.
It is not proud. I am all I need.
It does not dishonor others. I belittle those I call friends, let alone those who hate me.
It is not self-seeking. Me. Me! ME! MINE!
It is not easily angered. I'm mad at everyone.
It keeps no record of wrong. I will never forget how people have hurt me.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. I want my revenge and I despise the truth.
It always protects. I always destroy.
Always trusts. I always wall myself away.
Always hopes. I always doubt.
Always perseveres. I always give up. I give up. I give up. I give up.
Love never fails. I never succeed. I fail. I fail. I fail. I fail.
Jesus: Can I give you something? I know you are straining to believe anything I say. Can I play you a song to show you some of my love? Keep waiting for me and you will know it all. Oh my Desire, hear me when I say "I know you."
Can you hear these words? Can you will yourself to believe me when I say:
"I hear the wind call your name; it calls me back home again. It sparks up a fire a flame that still burns: it's to you I will always return.
I still feel your breath on my skin. I hear your voice deep within, the sound of my lover, a feeling so strong. It's to you I will always belong.
Now I know it's true, my every road leads to you; and in the hour of darkness your light gets me through.
I want to swim in your river, be warmed your sun, bathe in your waters because you are the one.
I can't stand the distance. I can't dream alone. I can't wait to see you. Yes, I'm on my way home. I'm on my way.
I hear the wind call your name, the sound that leads me home again. It sparks up a fire, the flame that still burns. I want to swim in your river, be warmed by your sun, bathe in your waters 'cause you are the one.
I can't stand the distance. I can't dream alone. I can't wait to see you 'cause I'm on my way home.
I hear the wind call your name, the sound that leads me home again. It sparks up the fire a flame that still burns. I'm on my way. I will always return. Yes, I will always return. I've seen every sunset and with all that I've learned: it's to you I will always--always--return."
