Pull the curtains back and let me in I want to be the sunlight on your skin I want to be the warmth on every curve And kiss upon the tip of every nerve Touching you in ways I never could And holding you the way I always should For only then would I be…
No matter where I go, I still see you An ever-constant presence in my view And as a cloud that drifts across the sky You whisper in the wind that passes by And everywhere I look and all I see A memory of you gazes back at me From every wound to every fading scar…
The day was crafted from the finest things And fashioned for them both with equal care A boy with all the wind beneath his wings And a girl with all the beauty God could spare They walked a little pathway hand-in-hand Laid before them by the hands above Asking not but beauty of the land…