I heard it like this:
I’ve died
many times before
only to come back to love again.
And every time, just to love
and love again.
I’ve been
through so many lives before
just to be born and born again.
If love is
worthy, then pain is not for us to keep.
So let this pain pass through me like
a cloud.
Oh I’ll leave it all behind.
Every time I
come again.
Its time to
love again.
So can I can
love. Love once again.
And I love
myself to the core. And tears come with great joy.
Its time to
teach you to love again.
Its time to
teach you to love again.
Its time to
send some love to a friend.
It’s the love
that brings me.
It’s the love,
love, love that brings me. Again and again.
2013 (c) Misa Ney
