Labour Of Love - Peter Hammill

You don’t remember all the things I’ve done;\nYou never catch the careful words I choose;\nYour present will not admit my patient efforts —\nIt’s a labour of love I offer to you.\nUnselfishness — does that hold the space between us?\nA helplessness, a nothing-left-to-prove?\nA silent more eloquent than any passion?\n…It's a labour of love I offer to you…\n…It's a gift of love.\nTake this hand and you will hold its stories;\nBeat, the heart, and find the tell-tale true;\nTake this gift: receipt will give it value —\nIt’s a labour of love I offer to you,\nIt’s a gift of love.