The day of love requires a companion,
But I find myself at this time all alone.
Words of sweet affection fill the morning
Like bells outside the windows of my room.
I don''t know why I don''t have someone with me.
I''ve loved and been loved through the restless years.
The mysteries of love I hold within me
Love does not require a companion.
It doesn''t need an object or a home.
It flies above the ecstasy of morning
And fills the universe inside my room.