Love
Her gentile touch upon my hand
She lays her tender lips over mine
Love
I've not felt this in years
The power she has to open those gates
To cast down the overgrowth of pain
To let the river of passion flow
To show me hope, to show me care
Love
She tells me "Don't be afraid, don't hold back"
She tells me these things
And I cry. . ...I cry and I cry and I cry
These emotions, this electricity
Her heart I long for
Her heart I need
Her heart I desire so
To fall in love to fall in her arms
To lie together
LOVE
