Painting by Leoplold von Kalckreuth
There must be a way to your heart,
Hidden behind the barbs and brambles.
There must be a song that you would hear
If I were to sing it.
There must be a chord that would touch your soul,
If only I knew how to play it,
And a word that would unlock
The silent seal of your lips.
There must be a way to love’s source,
Though if I knew it once,
I have forgotten.

