I sit here and wonder, what act of god will stop the thunder? The thunder of my heart, As it hurts for you. To stop the pain would be a healing force of a magnitude unlike you ever knew, and so dear man she is sent to you, to lighten your way to clear your heart for a new day.
So do not ask why the souls unite, to live the world, to light the way, To bring hope to the soul, to make a life so precious to hold, its sacred mission to unfold. Bring joy to each enlightened soul; make energy worth its weight in gold, Bring gifts of love each time you speak sustain me when I am feeling weak,
To say I love you seems so meek to describe the depth of what we feel, To use such words adore, inhale, ingest, seems more real.
To breathe you and meld with you to float away with you our bodies so entwined, To gaze into your eyes from the moment that I know that at long last, I walk with joy, For I do know you have not left me behind.
Each love that went before just built the core; for depth of love this pure. I thank those who cast aside a spirit so full, so new.
For in those arms is where I will be when this life is through
