She's catching the wind: The gentlest of breezes
It's a sensitive passage she's sailing
Through stormy straits, navigates my unfathomable failings

She rises before me, reading me clearly
Empty nest left pressed in the pillow
She can shift, she can away
And bend like a willow

I'm swept in the riptide, caught in a fish trap
Gift-wrapped in my soft self centre
Summer Sun leaves me as one who can only taste winter

She's a good, a good God-send: She can bend like a willow

With a fully armed angel to cover me quickly
I'm cool under enemy fire
If I fall, she can crawl right under the wire

When I'm caustic and cold, she might dare to be bold

Ease me round to her warm way of thinking
Fill me up from the cup of love that she's drinking
And I find, given time. I can bend like a willow
She bends like a willow