She protects this home, this love through all without thought, without shame For the mate of ones’ soul is much more than love The mate of ones’ soul is half of the whole The lock to the key, edge to the blade, handle to the shield
this love through all without thought, without shame
For the mate of ones’ soul is much more than love
The mate of ones’ soul is half of the whole
The lock to the key, edge to the blade, handle to the shield