Love's Epiphany

I wrote down this poem by the light of the moon
 Roses are red, and remind me of you
 And all of a sudden, out of the blue
 Love's epiphany
 Call me a dreamer, call me a fool
 The colors of autumn are often imbued
 With the sweet smell of summer as life starts anew
 Love's epiphany
 Love's epiphany
 And life in all her wisdom and her ways
 Fall silent and await the end of days
 And the question in our minds will always be
 What becomes of me?
 Love's epiphany
 What becomes of me?
 Love's epiphany
 Love's epiphany
 Love's epiphany
 I wrote you this poem by the light of the moon
 Knowing full well that if wishes come true
 They can also buy the same token anew
 Love's epiphany
 Love's epiphany
 And life in all her beauty and her grace
 Lies wilting in the ashes of her rage
 And the question in our hearts will always be
 What becomes of me?
 Love's epiphany
 What becomes of me?
 Love's epiphany
 What becomes of me?
 Love's epiphany (What becomes of me?)
 Love's epiphany (What becomes of me?)
 Love's epiphany (What becomes of me?)
 Love's epiphany (What becomes of me?)
 Love's epiphany (What becomes of me?)
 Love's epiphany (What becomes of me?)