Where do you start,
to tell the story of what a great love can be like?
The sweet love story that is older than the sea.
The truth about the love she brings to me.
Where do I start?
With the first hello from her!
She gave meaning to this empty world of mine.
There would never be another love, again.
She came into my life and made me feel good.
She fills my heart. . .
She fills my heart with very special things,
with songs of angels, with musings.
She fills my soul with so much love,
that anywhere I go, I am never alone.
With the length of her, could she be alone?
I hold the hand, it's always there. . .
How long does it last?
Can love be measured by the hours of the day?
I don't have answers now, but this is what I can say,
I know I'm going to need hers 'til the stars burn everything
and she will be there. . .
She will be there. . .