Gentle
Clifford T. Ward
Gentle is the rain that falls on me
And gentle too the raging sea
But gentle is the girl who breaks my heart.
Gentle are the tears she cries for me
And gentle too her reverie
For gentle is the girl who breaks my heart.
Gentle love she hurts me so
I wish that I could let her go
She loves to take and break my heart in two.
Gentle is the light that helps me see
And the night that takes her from me
Gentle is the girl who breaks my heart
Who loves to hurt
Who hurts to love
Who lives to laugh
Who cries to live
Who gives me somethin' I don't know
Who takes me gently
When she will, and goes