I love you so much
My heart is not my own
What now is butterflies
Use to be stone
The heat of your passion
Tamed the ice of my heart
I knew we were forever
Even from the start
I know there is mystery
In the times ahead
But my love never falters
I always look to you instead
I know I am yours
And I have always been
Through the ages I’ve searched for you
As within myself I’ve seen
That half of my heart
And half of my soul
Belonged to a man
Who would one day make me whole
You ask to me - how do I know?
But how does light shine - or how does it snow?
Some things just are as I am to you
Looking into those ice ponds of blue
And my hope is that your lost in a dream
Filled with rivers of blue, gold, and green.
If I am to you what you are to me
Together we make eternity.
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