There is just something about you that gets me,
in a way I have yet to understand.
When I close my eyes you are on my mind,
and as I wake up you are all I see.
I have had dreams before but this is new,
I am living what I see now inside of you.
All of the shadows fade away from my life,
nothing makes sense the way that you do.
In my thoughts where I cherish your voice,
or the flowers without names worthy of you.
Everything melts into this ocean,
and in you I swim to let go.
Why you are the constellations in my skies,
or how you look deep into me to find me.
There is nothing in this world I want to do,
then to continue waking up in your arms.
Sometimes when I am cold I am on fire,
by the softest kiss you place delicately on me.
Life doesn’t matter in my dreams of old,
for now we live more than my dreams.
If I am able to hold you this way,
I question nothing in knowing your love.
While the world seems to move to a different beat,
I will always love the song we perform.
I ask only that you look into my eyes,
as the sun rises again in the morning.
Tell me if I am still beautiful to your heart,
I will show you how divine you are in mine.
Johnny Newell
in a way I have yet to understand.
When I close my eyes you are on my mind,
and as I wake up you are all I see.
I have had dreams before but this is new,
I am living what I see now inside of you.
All of the shadows fade away from my life,
nothing makes sense the way that you do.
In my thoughts where I cherish your voice,
or the flowers without names worthy of you.
Everything melts into this ocean,
and in you I swim to let go.
Why you are the constellations in my skies,
or how you look deep into me to find me.
There is nothing in this world I want to do,
then to continue waking up in your arms.
Sometimes when I am cold I am on fire,
by the softest kiss you place delicately on me.
Life doesn’t matter in my dreams of old,
for now we live more than my dreams.
If I am able to hold you this way,
I question nothing in knowing your love.
While the world seems to move to a different beat,
I will always love the song we perform.
I ask only that you look into my eyes,
as the sun rises again in the morning.
Tell me if I am still beautiful to your heart,
I will show you how divine you are in mine.
Johnny Newell
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