Thou ask me to bide, ‏yet a little long.
‏I do, ‏I long for confluence at betrayal's time.

‏Loyal, ‏still and all, ‏the sky stays along.
‏Hand in hand, ‏together we chime.

‏Yet, ‏it's thee whose sight and amity I long.
‏Hold my hand for a moment or two, ‏I don't ask for lifetime.

‏Lord may have known, ‏when my...