Song Of Songs
Song Of Songs
Words & Music © Bobbie Townsend
My lover belongs to me and I to him
It’s something we don’t control, it just is
Run to me lover, like a gazelle disguised as a man
On a misty mountain
I’m singing for you tonight at the new-sprung fountain
My lover shines, he stands out among the rest
Our time apart is just some kind of test
Touching the top of the scepter
All my dreams, every one came true
Golden boy I’ve never seen the likes of you
I’ve been told do not to stir up love before its time
Do not stir up love before its time
Song of songs I sing for you and everything we are
Do not stir up love before its time
You are beautiful, beloved your eyes are doves
Give me your strength, I am faint with love
This is my lover, this is my friend
Always standing tall and true
That’s why all the maiden girls love you
I’ve been told do not to stir up love before its time
Do not stir up love before its time
Song of songs I sing for you and everything we are
Do not stir up love before its time
Kiss me with your kisses, better than wine
Open to me, beloved perfect one
I opened the door to my lover
But no one was there, he had already gone
I called to him but no answer did come
I’ve been told do not to stir up love before its time
Do not stir up love before its time
Song of songs I’ll wait for you and everything we are
Do not stir up love before its time
My lover belongs to me and I belong to him
My lover shines, he stands out among all the rest
Kiss me with kisses, they’re better than wine
Do not stir up love before its own time
Do not stir up love before its time