Look your last, is it the same image as it was before?
does he look the same or is he different
you still get lost in his eyes
this isn't a joke, he's really here
Dear eyes.
feel his touch, his hug, his hands
the touch you've longed for
the embrace that warms you in the coldest weather
the arms around you
Dear hands.
his voice, the tune of your soul
the words he says listen carefully, don't be fooled
"it's you, it always has been" - take it in
sort it out
Dear ears.
don't fall for it again, we will have it sorted out
it has always been his i know, and now he's back
keep your beat at your own pace
be good to me
Dear heart.
