You smile at me, my heart blossoms.
Your gentle eyes draw me ashore.
These dew drops of tenderness you shower upon me.
Quench my parched soul.
A word, a glance, a thought, a gesture. Speculating on what is, what is going to be, what might be.
A word, a glance, a thought, a gesture. Speculating on what is, what is going to be, what might be.
You smile at me, my heart blossoms.
Your gentle eyes draw me ashore.
These dew drops of tenderness you shower upon me.
Quench my parched soul.