Disclaimer: I don't own Zelda, or the songs (Garth Brooks "Wrapped Up in You" and "To Make You Feel My Love.")

My Hero

PART ONE: FAIRY BOY

How do I love you

Well let me see

I love you like a lyric loves a melody

Baby, completely

Wrapped up in you

How do I need you

Well can't you tell

I need you like a penny needs a wishing well

Baby, completely

Wrapped up in you

Talon was late. Talon was always late, so Malon wasn't surprised. She was a little bit annoyed, though; he had been on a delivery up to the castle, and she was willing to bet he had fallen asleep. It was a bad habit of her father's, one she was determined to break, and so she headed up to Hyrule Castle Market to see if she could find him. Having made this trip before, she wasn't too concerned, and simply left the hired hand, Ingo, in charge of Lon Lon Ranch when she headed off.

An hour or two later, she was sitting on the edge of the fountain in the middle of town, leaning with her elbows on her knees and her chin in her hands, watching the castle and waiting for her father to emerge from the grounds so that she could lecture him; at times like these, she felt like the parent in their relationship.

She swung her feet casually and hummed to herself as she sat; she was a patient person, but she did fidget when she was bored. Of course, the best way to combat boredom in Hyrule Castle Town was people watching.

"Can't you knock the price any lower?"

"Oh, hi, nice to see you again!"

"What will you give me for this?"

"All right, deal."

"Sorry, what did you say?"

All the adults' voices were just white noise if she didn't try to distinguish them from one another. There was one voice, though, which stood out to her ear immediately.

"Um…hi! Hello! Excuse me! Can I just…oh…"

Looking around, Malon found the source of the words. She soon spotted a boy about her own age, standing near a busy merchant's stand, trying and failing to get the attention of the consumers that surrounded him. Yet this boy looked very different from the others in the town, and Malon had no difficulty in determining why. His clothes were different, consisting of a green tunic and hat with leather boots, and he was armed with a small sword and a wooden shield. But, most oddly of all, there was something following him in a trail of glimmering sparks before darting into his hat at the hairline…a fairy. Malon furrowed her brow slightly, watching him. A fairy. Fairies came from the forest, as did the children they accompanied. And yes, now that she thought about it, those were definitely forest clothes, and that shield on his back was definitely decorated with a forest emblem. He was clearly a boy from the southeastern woodlands— But those children couldn't leave that forest.

With an annoyed sigh at the lack of acknowledgment he was receiving, the boy fell back from the crowd and looked around him to see if anyone at all cared that he was here. Malon quickly snapped her gaze away when she realized she had been staring, but a split second too late. He had seen her. She tried to look casual as he approached, as though she couldn't see him and of course hadn't been watching him curiously. Talk about her father's bad habits; spying on strangers was worse.

"Hi," said the boy, standing directly beside her so that there was no way she could possibly mistake to whom he was speaking.

Malon put on an expression of mild surprise as she turned to look at him, as if he had broken into her daydreaming. "Oh! Hello," she said politely.

He was about her age, ten years old, and close to her in height. His skin was fair but weathered from outdoor life, much in the same way that her own was, and there were a few faint freckles across his nose. His eyes were widely expressive and bright blue, and his hair was coloured with every shade of blond in golden streaks. The fairy flew out of the boy's hat and in a circle around his head. Now Malon couldn't not comment on it.

"A fairy?" she said interestedly. "You must be a fairy boy from the forest!"

Smirking, the boy said in a rather self-satisfied way, "Yeah, I am." Apparently this fairy was a source of some prestige. "Her name's Navi."

"Hi," said the blue sparkle in a cheerful voice, fluttering around Malon's face curiously.

"Hi…" Malon greeted her, blinking. To the boy, she asked, "What's your name?" She found herself unexpectedly shy, but credited this to simply the fact that she had never met a Kokiri before. He was exotic and intriguing, and seemed to feel the same way about her. Possibly he had never met a Hylian before.

"I'm Link. Who are you?"

"Pleased to meet you. I'm Malon Roku," she told him.

"Uh…Pleased to meet you, too," he added hurriedly. Forest children didn't have anyone to teach them formalities and manners, but he was willing to try them out.

Smiling at his awkwardness, Malon continued, to make him feel more comfortable talking to her. "I live on the ranch south of here, Lon Lon Ranch. Me and my dad, Talon, own it. And Mr Ingo works for us."

"Oh," Link said, looking intrigued. "What sorts of stuff do you…do there?"

"We raise animals," Malon told him, slightly puzzled that he didn't know what was at a ranch. But then, there was no ranch in the forest. Deciding to elaborate, she explained, "Horses and cows and Cuccos."

"Oh," Link said again. "That sounds neat."

"It is. I love animals."

"Yeah, they're nice. We have different ones in the forest, but I've heard of horses and things. I've never seen one, though. Is it true that you can actually sit on them and ride them to go places faster?"

"Yes," Malon told him, struggling not to laugh at his wonder at such everyday things. She composed herself by reasoning that things which seemed normal to him would probably have her acting just as awe-struck as he was now. "Is that why you left the forest? To see horses and things?"

"No," he said, shaking his head. "Well, I do want to see everything, but I left because… It's kind of a long story. Point is, I have to get up to the castle, to see the princess."

Malon raised her eyebrows, impressed, but also slightly bewildered. "Princess Zelda? Do you know her?"

"No," Link answered slowly, "I've never met her. The Great Deku Tree sent me to talk to her, though, so I have to. That's the castle up there, right?"

He pointed north, at the massive form of Hyrule Castle that overlooked the town in the foothills like a benevolent parent.

"Of course," Malon confirmed. Hesitantly, she added, "They won't just let you walk in and talk to her, though."

"No, I didn't think they would," Link replied, unfazed. "What do I have to do to make them let me?"

Blinking in surprise, Malon said, "I don't think they'll ever let you. No matter what you do. There's guards all over the place, and they aren't going to let anyone get in."

Link twisted his face into a thoughtful frown, but only for a moment. Then he shrugged nonchalantly and said, "Oh, well. I'll figure something out."

His unabashed ability overlook potential dangers impressed Malon, in a strange way. Something occurred to her.

"Hey, if you're going up to the castle, would you mind looking out for my dad?" she asked, on inspiration. When Link looked bewildered, she informed him, "He was delivering milk up to the castle, and he must have fallen asleep. He does that sometimes. What a silly thing for an adult to do!" she added with a laugh. Link joined her, seeing the humour in the mental image of a fully grown man lying asleep on the castle grounds.

"So if I see him, you want me to tell him that you're waiting for him out here?"

"Yes, please. If it's not too much trouble."

"No problem. I'm on my way up now. See you around…Malon," he added, waving as he started towards the castle path.

"Bye…Fairy Boy." The words came out of her mouth almost without her consent. She just couldn't resist. He paused briefly to look back and grin at the nickname before running off.

Moments after Malon watched him disappear, it struck her that she could follow him. She needed to get closer to the castle anyway, so why not? Hopping up off of her seat on the fountain, she made her way up the hill.

Just as she came around the bend in the path which would bring the gate up to the castle into sight, she heard a man's voice shout, "Get out and stay out, stupid kid!" A short, childish cry of pain followed, and Malon peered around the corner to see Link lying on his back just outside the gate, and a guard who had just tossed him there walking away. Muttering in annoyance, Link sat up and brushed himself off, then rose to his feet and turned around, starting off away from the castle. Startled, Malon pulled herself back up against the vine-covered ledge behind her, hoping he would just pass her by.

"Malon?"

He had walked right up to her, and looked surprised to see her.

"Hi, Fairy Boy," she said, smiling and thinking fast.

"What are you doing here?"

"I just came up to see if I could see my dad from here," she told him. It was half of the truth, and it seemed to satisfy him. He nodded.

"You don't seem to be having any luck getting in," she observed, trying not to laugh.

Link smirked and shrugged, apparently willing to laugh at his own mistakes. "Not really. But it's okay. Those guards don't know what they're up against."

Malon giggled. "I'm sure you'll figure it out."

"Yeah…or else I'll just be here 'til the end of time."

There was a pause, during which they continued to stand there and look at each other. Malon wondered what he was waiting for. Then Link cleared his throat and said, "Can I get past you? I need those vines."

"Oh!" said Malon with a startled laugh. "Yeah, of course."

She stepped out of the way, and watched as he climbed up the vines onto a ledge level with the castle gate. So that was how he got in; over the top.

Anticipating that Link might get thrown out again, Malon continued to wait by the vines, singing quietly to herself. It didn't cross her mind to wonder why she should care about or want to see this boy again. It did, however, strike her as odd that she was almost excited to hear an angry voice snap again, "I told you to stay out, stupid kid!"

Peering around her corner, she saw an armoured guard throwing Link bodily out of the gate by the tunic before slamming the door shut. She flinched as she saw him hit the ground, head striking hard. He lay there for a moment without moving, and she stepped forward to see if he was okay, standing over him to smile down as he rubbed his head and groaned.

"Hi, Fairy Boy."

Blinking the spots out of his eyes, he managed to focus them enough to see who was speaking.

"Oh…hi, Malon," he said with a faint smile, once he recognized her.

"No luck yet?" she asked as he stood up.

"Nah. I got in a bit further that time, but I don't even really know where I'm going. If I could just get to a door…"

Although he was muttering to himself more than anything else as they made their way back to the vines, it still gave her an idea.

"I know where there's a side door," she spoke up.

Link turned to her sharply. "Really?"

She nodded.

"How d'you know that?"

"I've gone on deliveries with my dad before," she replied with a shrug. "I don't know if you'd be able to find the princess from there, but it might be a start."

"It sure would!" Link agreed vehemently. "Can you show me where it is?"

"Sure. On the right hand side of the—"

"No, show me."

She stared at him blankly for a moment, wondering what he could possibly mean. When he didn't explain, she asked, "I'm sorry, what?"

"Show me. Come with me over the gate and show me where it is."

Malon's mouth fell open. "Sneak into the castle? I can't do that!"

"You're helping me do it," Link pointed out. "There's no difference. Come on, Malon, I need your help. And you might find your dad while you're there."

She hesitated a moment longer, but really, she couldn't argue with him. There wasn't much of a difference between breaching castle security and helping someone else to do the same…and it might be fun.

"Okay," she agreed, smiling.

Pleased, Link said, "All right, then. Come on."

He seized a handful of the vines and began to make his way up the sheer wall again, Malon following. She may not have spent quite as much time climbing trees as he had, but it was one of her favourite hobbies nonetheless, and so she made it up with almost as much dexterity as he did. When they had both reached the top, he put a finger to his lips to indicate that she should be quiet, she nodded, having concluded already that this would be best course of action, and followed him silently over the low plateau.

It led them to a hole in the top of the main gate, presumably a place for guards to come through to stand watch, which contained a ladder. Link went down first, and Malon followed, ending up inside the stone column of the gate itself. They slipped out of the doorway, closing it silently behind them. Then the hard part began.

As of yet, they were still out of sight of the guards, so they took a moment to plan. Link turned to Malon expectantly, waiting for her to tell him which way the door was. She pointed straight ahead, indicating that it was on the right hand side of the castle from where they stood. He frowned and shook his head; they couldn't head directly for it.

As Malon gazed around slowly, taking in the details of the grounds and trying to think from her own experiences if there was a safe route, Link shrugged and gestured for her to follow. She did.

He veered slightly left, keeping along the bottom of a slight hill and following the curve of the main path. Soon, however, it became apparent that they would fall directly into the line of sight of two guards if they stayed on the main road. If they turned right, they would cross in front of the same guards. So, exchanging a mutual look of understanding, they turned left up the hill.

Crawling up the slope, to stay out of sight by staying low, they found themselves on the lush grass of the delicately manicured grounds of Hyrule Castle.

The only logical thing was too keep heading more or less left, to keep off the main path, which was sure to be the most heavily guarded. Malon was beginning to wonder just how they were going to get to a door on the right side of the castle when they were heading in almost exactly the wrong direction, but she couldn't point that out. They had to be quiet and think this through…

Link glanced at her briefly, then, without a word, stood up and took her by the hand. Panicking slightly, she resisted the urge to cry out in surprise as he darted across the grass, leading her along behind him. She wanted to ask what he thought he was doing, and point out that they were far more likely to get caught by standing up and running than by staying low and crawling, but it was far too late to object now. Besides that, she noticed, they weren't getting caught. Hitching up her skirt so that she could run faster, she decided to simply go with it and pray. Fate seemed to be on their side thus far.

They reached a corner of the grounds, a place where the stone foundation of the castle met the steeper slopes of the hills that surrounded it protectively. It formed a sort of hidden corner, where no one would be able to see them, and they ran straight into the wall to come to a halt, laughing breathlessly.

"I can't believe that worked," Malon said in a trembling whisper. She herself was still shaking slightly out of nerves, and brushed her hair from her face.

Link grinned. "Me, neither. But this is further than I made it before, so I'm not complaining. Now we just have to get to the other side of the castle, right?"

Malon nodded, casting her gaze thoughtfully over the border they stood before, essentially a low stone wall separating them from the castle building. There were only two guards within sight, standing on either side of where the path across the grounds met the castle entrance, just on the close side of the moat.

"If we could get behind them and stay out of sight, I think we'd be pretty much home free," she said slowly. "So we have to get up this wall… Can we climb it?"

Link touched the stone with one hand, frowning as he evaluated it. "Yes," he decided, "it's not totally smooth. It'll be kind of tricky, but I think it's doable."

Malon looked at it as well. "I don't know…maybe you can, but those aren't very good hand and foot holds."

"All right, then. Here."

Again she was alarmed at his sudden act as he reached down and wrapped his arms around her knees, standing up with surprising strength so that she was sitting on his shoulder, elevated enough to simply scramble onto over the low wall. This she did, too stunned to protest, and then watched as he nimbly climbed the wall himself.

When he had reached her side, he frowned slightly and asked, "Something wrong?"

She realized she was flushing in embarrassment at what had been very personal contact with a boy she barely knew. He, however, clearly didn't think anything of it.

"No…no, nothing," she said hurriedly, shaking her head as if this could diffuse the heat that had risen to it. "Let's go."

Evidently willing not to pursue the incident, Link glanced in the direction they were trying to go, and said momentarily, "I think we have to go for a swim."

"In the moat?"

"Where else? There's no way they'll see us if we're behind and below them."

It was a good point. And they were so far in that they might as well go further. Malon posed no objection as she followed him towards the water, diving in right after him without hesitation.

Suddenly it struck her as hilarious. She was swimming in the moat, having broken into the castle grounds, with a Kokiri boy who had left the forest, on her way to find her father and the Princess of Hyrule. Her dress was something of an encumbrance while swimming, but the current was strong enough that this hardly mattered. In fact, the hard part was managing to stop themselves, by grabbing the edge just as they came around a corner. With much awkward splashing and scrabbling for a good grip, along with struggling not to laugh at how stupid they both knew they must look, they managed to haul themselves out of the water and collapse on the edge, close to bursting with contained mirth. They couldn't have made it this far only to give themselves away. But on the other hand, they were probably out of earshot of the guards.

And when Navi darted out of Link's hat, wings heavy and sparkle diminished by how sopping wet she was, it became impossible for either of them to resist the urge to burst out laughing.

"Oh, cut it out!" the fairy snapped irritably. "It's not funny! You nearly drowned me, Link, you idiot!"

"Sorry, Navi," he choked out. "I didn't even think—"

"No, you didn't! You owe me big time for this one!"

"I know," he said, regaining some of his composure and meeting his fairy's gaze evenly. "Sorry. I'll warn you next time I'm planning on jumping into water."

"You had better."

"I said I was sorry."

"Apology accepted," she said imperiously, with the air of a fairy who was definitely going to use this as an excuse to call in a favour later. "Now let's keep moving."

"Right."

Link caught Malon's eye, and both had to look away to control the sudden desire to laugh again.

Malon herself glanced in the direction they were heading, as they were now standing ten unimpeded feet from the side door she knew of, and received a slight shock.

"Oh!"

"What?" asked Link, looking in the same direction. He immediately spotted what she had; a stocky man with a dark ponytail, lying fast asleep with his head on one of two crates which bore the logo of a head of cattle. "Is that your dad?"

Malon nodded, wondering as she did why she was faintly disappointed that her brief adventure with Link was over. Well, she supposed it was natural for a girl to want some excitement in her life.

"I'll wake him up, then, I guess," she decided, approaching with Link at her side. Shaking Talon gently by the shoulder, she said, "Hey… Hey, Dad! Wake up, Dad!"

He gave a sleepy snort and muttered, "I'm comin', Malon…"

She rolled her eyes as Link stifled his laughter.

"Here, let me try," he suggested, stepping forward.

Curiously, Malon watched as Link extended one finger, and poked Talon in the sensitive just below the ribcage. The man jumped in his sleep, giving a great grunt as he awakened, his head slipping from the crate and nearly dropping directly onto the stone behind him. Scrambling to a sitting position, he looked up as he blinked the sleep from his eyes and squinted in the sudden light of the sun.

"Oh…Malon!" he said, spotting his daughter. "And… Sorry, kid, but I don't think I know you…"

"I'm Link," the Kokiri informed him.

Before Talon could ask, Malon spoke up, "He's a friend of mine."

"Yeah?" Talon said, looking the boy over.

Malon noticed that her father was frowning at them, and wondered nervously what he was thinking.

"Why are you two all wet?" he asked slowly.

"Oh!" Malon laughed, feeling herself blush again and wiping streaks of bright hair out of her face as Link shook out his own darkened bangs and laughed. "We just…uh…fell in the moat."

"Both of you?"

Malon nodded quickly, as though there were nothing at all unusual about this.

"Okay, then," Talon said slowly, looking from one to the other as though he didn't believe this for a second but also didn't want to know the true story. "We should get back, Malon. Hope to see you 'round the ranch some time, Link. Be sure and drop by."

"I will," Link promised.

"See you soon," Malon called, waving back at him as she followed her father away.

"Definitely."

Every day, Malon stood out in the field with the horses and sang her mother's song to them. They all enjoyed it, but only one stood by her side and listened loyally for as long as she chose to sing. Her name was Epona, and this was only one of the reasons why she was Malon's favourite.

When she returned from her trip to the castle, passing the guards unchallenged now that she was with her father, though more than one did frown in confusion at the sight of her soaking wet from head to toe, the first thing she did was return to the corral to see how the horses had fared in her absence. Epona ran to her side immediately, seeking comfort for her mistress' absence in music, and Malon obliged.

Losing herself in the song was not hard, and she stood there happily with her eyes closed and one arm stroking her young horse's neck affectionately as the warm sun dried her skin and clothes. She couldn't have said for how long she remained still, slipping away into peace with the natural world…

Then, suddenly and inexplicably, Epona darted away.

"Epona?"

Opening her eyes, Malon called after her horse, puzzled. Then she spotted the distraction and smiled. "Hi, Fairy Boy."

"Hi, Malon," he answered vaguely, watching the filly that was carefully keeping her distance from him. "That's a horse, isn't it?"

"Uh-huh."

"What's wrong with it?"

"Looks like Epona's scared of you," Malon told him. "She's like that a lot with strangers."

"Really? But I love animals." He looked at Malon, tilting his head and frowning. "I've always wanted to see a horse… Why would she be scared of me?"

Malon shrugged, not letting on how pleased she was by his words. Of course he was the type who would love animals, and she was delighted that he had that in common with her. "Do you want her to trust you, then?"

"Yes," Link answered, without hesitation.

"All right, then. Sing with me."

His eyes went wide. "Sing?"

"Yeah," Malon said with a laugh at his shock. "Epona likes this song."

"Uh…" He laughed, too, nervously. "I don't sing."

Just as her sprits had lifted when he said he liked animals, they sank now. If he didn't like music, that was a problem.

"I have this, though," he added. From inside his tunic, he pulled out a small, round instrument.

"Oh, cute ocarina!" she said happily, her doubts alleviated. "Are you going to play this song on it?"

"Sure. Can you teach it to me?"

"Okay. This is it." Malon sang a slow, calming tune, three descending notes, a lilting sound that filled the corral. Link listened carefully to the music, a faraway expression on his face. When she fell silent, he didn't move.

"Now you try," she urged him gently.

"Huh? Oh, right!" He appeared to come out of a trance, but only slightly, because he closed his eyes meditatively and placed the ocarina to his lips to imitate her song. At once, Epona turned around and hurried up to them both, nuzzling Link enthusiastically. He and Malon both laughed.

"Hey, I did it! Wow, now she's really friendly, huh?"

Malon nodded, giggling as her horse continued to whinny and nudge him.

"Okay, Epona," Link said to the horse, gently pushing her back. "You can back off a little now."

"She's grown fond of you, Fairy Boy," she informed him. Patting Epona's nose, Link looked up at Malon and grinned. In that split second, the girl was tempted to add, She's not the only one.

Several times after that, Link returned to the ranch and visited Malon. They usually just stood in the corral and talked, sometimes visited by Epona. As days went by, Malon had to be honest with herself. She had a crush on him.

There was one problem, though. He was a Kokiri. She knew this, of course, but one of the things she hadn't known until he told her was that Kokiri didn't age. In other words, he was now and always would be a child. Right now, while she was a child as well, that didn't matter. But as she grew up and he didn't, how would things change?

Over dinner one evening, she stared at her plate and considered this yet again.

"What are you thinking about, Malon?" asked Talon.

Momentarily, she blinked and looked up at him. "Oh," she said, finding her voice. "I… Nothing."

This wasn't something she could share with her father, and she was grateful he didn't pursue it further.

As she helped him clean up the meal once they had finished, Talon commented conversationally, "So you've made a little friend, huh?"

She knew who he meant; Link had visited that day. Maybe he suspected what she had been mulling over. Feeling herself turn scarlet, she said in an attempt at the same tone of voice he had used, "Oh… You mean Link?"

"'Course that's who I mean."

"Yeah. Yeah, we're friends."

Talon grinned at her. "He's a good boy. Real good with animals."

Malon nodded.

"Gonna grow up to be a handsome man, too, huh?"

"Dad!" shrieked Malon, her face on fire with embarrassment. Talon laughed heartily.

"Oh, like you don't know what I'm talking about! You're sweet on him, girl, I can tell."

"No, I am not!"

Talon shook his head and continued to chuckle to himself as his daughter glared at him. "Fine, fine. We'll just see, then, won't we?"

"No, we won't," Malon countered firmly, standing by her position.

"Oh, really? And why's that?"

"Because…he's a Kokiri," she explained awkwardly, focusing on the plate she was drying with more attention than necessary. "They never grow up! He's going to be just the way he is now, forever. He won't grow up."

Feeling her father's gaze upon her, she looked up just as he looked away. The teasing smile was gone from his face and his eyes. "Is that so?" he asked.

"Yes."

A silence fell between them.

"I see."

They both knew that Malon and Link's friendship had to be short lived, because they no doubt would lose interest in each other as the age gap between them widened. Soon they would belong to even more completely different worlds than they already did.

But still…

It was true that Link had started playing a large role in her daydreams. Like any girl, she grew up on fairy tales of knights in shining armour that swept damsels in distress off their feet before riding away on a snow white stallion…or a wild reddish-brown mare.

No matter what she told herself, though, no matter what she thought of him, no matter how much she liked him, she couldn't do anything about the fact that they were too different.

However, the day she and Talon discussed him was the last day Link appeared at Lon Lon Ranch. Not long after that, the infamous Ganon's Coup changed Hyrule forever.

At first, the ranch remained largely unchanged, and Malon thought that perhaps Link was merely busy with something when over a week went by without a visit from him. When this turned to months, though, the darkness that covered the kingdom began to spread to Lon Lon Ranch. First Ingo took over, forcing Talon away and running the operation under loyalty to Ganondorf. And she began to suspect that Link had gone home to the forest, the one land surely safe from all this corruption, and forgotten her.

Months extended to years, and Malon's life grew steadily worse. Ingo had always been difficult, pessimistic, but a basically decent person. Power had viciously corrupted him, though, and he now controlled the ranch with an iron fist.

During the days, Malon spent her time in the stables, because Ingo spent his time at the corral. Overnight, she stood out in the open space, watching the stars and singing to herself the song that reminded her of all the things she loved: her mother, Epona, and Link.

She was older now, and knew that wherever he was, he was just the same as he had always been. But she still cared about him just as much as she had always done, and somehow, this was more painful than if her feelings had changed. She knew that if she saw him again, she would be thrilled to have a chance to act like she was ten years old again, recklessly jumping into the moat of Hyrule Castle…

But she was different. And Hyrule Castle was different. Only he was the same, and she didn't want to inflict the suffering of change upon him. As long as he was far away from her and Hyrule, he was safe.

When the sun rose each morning, and the wind rose with it, her song died away, and she always felt the stiffness of the tears on her face that she had cried all night without knowing it.

When the rain's blowing in your face

And the whole world is on your case

I would offer you a warm embrace

To make you feel my love

When evening shadows and the stars appear

And there is no one to dry your tears

I could hold you for a million years

To make you feel my love