When he looks at you and knows that you are the one
When in your eyes he says he sees the sun
When his heart melts at the sound of your name
When his passions for you are impossible to tame
A tender glance
Another chance
At true love
There’s no one above
When he’s with you, he never wants to leave
When you are apart, his heart grieves
When he’s to sick to eat
When he sweeps you off your feet
Charming and dashing
You don’t even notice time passing
Noble and chivalrous
Your friends are envious
When he caresses your cheek
When your hand in marriage he will seek
When he cries with joy when you say yes
When he lays your head upon his chest
Gazing at the moon
Together we swoon
He says he loves you
You think it’s too good to be true
When he opens the door for you
When you realize; you truly love him too
When his kisses are soft, gentle and sweet
When you hold your breath, as your bodies’ first meet
Then you wonder will it truly happen
Just you and your true love, between sheets of satin
Something so solid, something so real that you can’t resist
And then I start to wonder; does it really exist.
11-1-05
When in your eyes he says he sees the sun
When his heart melts at the sound of your name
When his passions for you are impossible to tame
A tender glance
Another chance
At true love
There’s no one above
When he’s with you, he never wants to leave
When you are apart, his heart grieves
When he’s to sick to eat
When he sweeps you off your feet
Charming and dashing
You don’t even notice time passing
Noble and chivalrous
Your friends are envious
When he caresses your cheek
When your hand in marriage he will seek
When he cries with joy when you say yes
When he lays your head upon his chest
Gazing at the moon
Together we swoon
He says he loves you
You think it’s too good to be true
When he opens the door for you
When you realize; you truly love him too
When his kisses are soft, gentle and sweet
When you hold your breath, as your bodies’ first meet
Then you wonder will it truly happen
Just you and your true love, between sheets of satin
Something so solid, something so real that you can’t resist
And then I start to wonder; does it really exist.
11-1-05