The Man
For you are the man who holds my thoughts,
steals my breath and makes my heart pound.
Your words of love fill me with butterflies.
I love you with my heart, soul and life.
For you are the man who holds my thoughts,
steals my breath and makes my heart pound.
Your words of love fill me with butterflies.
I love you with my heart, soul and life.
Love In My Heart
For if your words be love in my heart,
they sing like the birds in the morning dew,
for if your touch be a crave I seek,
then its is the feel of wet sand below my feet,
for if your thoughts are always of me,
it is like the kiss of a summer breeze against my cheek,
for my love if you leave me, I can no longer hear the song,
feel the sand or taste the breeze,
then my heart surely would die and I shall be no more.
For if your words be love in my heart,
they sing like the birds in the morning dew,
for if your touch be a crave I seek,
then its is the feel of wet sand below my feet,
for if your thoughts are always of me,
it is like the kiss of a summer breeze against my cheek,
for my love if you leave me, I can no longer hear the song,
feel the sand or taste the breeze,
then my heart surely would die and I shall be no more.
Rose in Early Spring
For my love was like a rose in early spring,
young fresh petal that was nurtured by the sun
which was your kisses
and the rain that was your gentleness;
each day that rose begin to open
just as my heart opened to your love,
you are the one who is there to see
the glory of the beauty went my heart
confessed its love;
but I hope this rose will never fade
for if it fades, then I pray that
my love for you never does.
For my love was like a rose in early spring,
young fresh petal that was nurtured by the sun
which was your kisses
and the rain that was your gentleness;
each day that rose begin to open
just as my heart opened to your love,
you are the one who is there to see
the glory of the beauty went my heart
confessed its love;
but I hope this rose will never fade
for if it fades, then I pray that
my love for you never does.
From the Earth
From the earth, you nourish each plant,
and hold its roots deep within,
each day it rains, you gather the water
to help them grow,
to continue on until its end
and then within your grasp you,
you lay it to rest from whence it came.
From the earth, you nourish each plant,
and hold its roots deep within,
each day it rains, you gather the water
to help them grow,
to continue on until its end
and then within your grasp you,
you lay it to rest from whence it came.