Wise words, soft smiles;
Gentle touch, keen intent...

First Stanza:
Flowers in the meadow...

It follows me this week
Through the halls...

My shoulder to cry on,
My strength to push through...

Home plate is reality,
One great big world...

As the clouds roll in
The raindrops begin to fall...

We know our love
Passion of deep...

Wild and crazy
Let go of the tension...

Snow falling down around us
Talking with my man...

The soft swipe of his finger
Across my rosy cheek...

Tears are the waterfall
Down her swift cheek bones...

Lie in bed;
Fingertips graze you...