If I dwell on the moment, I allow in despair and soon sorrow will follow and certainly fear. I erase the memories, the darkness and gloom and run for the flowers like a hummingbird zooms. It is here in the hollow where the leaves of green appear and the rains on the hills makes it luscious and fair. I am not in the heavens, I am here on the ground and my heart feels the ache as the soul teeters up and down. If I dwell on the moment , I allow in despair and soon sorrow will follow and certaintly fear.
Through the window of the soul, sweet love you will see. The hearts reflection in the mountains and the stream. Like the fragrance of the lilac, I hold sweet memories from the start of the child who ran between the trees.
My refuge the flowers, oh! the seeds we sow, beautiful and fragrant like the wild pink rose. Paradise was found from the first day you came around and I've danced to your love on every passing cloud.
Through the window of the soul, sweet love you will see. The hearts reflection in the blue and through every dream. Wonderful the day when love came to stay and we skipped over fields of our yesterdays.
I listened to the song bird, how sweet her sound, she returns each spring to her nesting grounds. One are we with the flowers and the trees and like the bee buzzing around the garden, a puzzle is now complete.
Through the window of the soul, sweet love you will see. The magic of the heavens brought your sweet love to me. From the moment you smiled my heart just said wow! and love and happiness were sent for us to seed.
Do you really see me? and if so you know, the waters is rising, the stream is out of its bed tilting backwards I raise my head. Do you really see me? and if so you know, my heart is struggling, my soul in despair as I grasp for your hand to hold me here.