To OxfordYou ask me where I found true love?More Like This
I found it
in your rivers,
on your meadows,
in your cobbled streets,
in the smell of books,
and in the trembling sound of choir music at night.
I felt your kiss
in your soft air upon my lips
and the caresses of your wind upon my hair.
I lost my heart somewhere between your spires
to find it - never again.
So dream on, you ancient place of stone and memory.
In your splendor and wisdom
shine against the growing darkness, defy the dying light.
Until we meet again, dream on.