Come, follow me

Hey, sit back and listen to me
Let me help you know a real truth
Before we lose our very youth
And this feelings find where to flee.

Love you know may sound a bit harsh
A little teardrop here and there
Sometimes you get lost in a marsh
And it’s hard to breathe without air.

Fight, we might in every fortnight
Leave you for dead, i never will
For hills, I’ll be Jack to your Jill
I will stay through paths without light.

Let heaven be heaven above
But through hell, I will not lead thee
My one only drive is to Love
Love you beyond any degree.

Victor Oyedele