Shepherd.

am not asking for a favor
my lily-livered lover
not asking to be good
not asking to be there
just waiting for a sound
no loath and no lair.

what about your dedication?
seen you smile from all across
the place where we first met
it was a tender one
and all my fences gone
for then you were my shepherd.

now sittin' here at night
listenin' to the music
hittin' me the most
feelin' so fuckin' blessed
that I got to know you -
will you ever feel
nearly as loved?

and out of that emotion
wanna still the waiting
wanna feel it fading
so everything remaining
is made out of devotion.