The Love You Give  Isolated where paradise in all its grandeur live But its beautiful bounty is not meant for me For all its riches your precious love does not give  And for its landscape to be complete you I need to see.  So, I reside where heaven would call a second home  But where it best lived was in your eyes Now where all seems complete my heart needs to roam  To find the love that would be paradise’s greatest prize.  And the night’s moon beckons and the morning call The starlight where your beauty ascends And where, in the morning, again for your love fall But with you missing this idyllic scene ends. For paradise is only realized when you are here The beauty that you bring nothing more sweet And for all its splendor needs you near It is the love you give that makes it complete.