The thing you do, the things you say,
Is almost telling me that way,
That i might fly around a world
And feel and know, that there is a Lord,
Who hold's me tight, who breath's with me
And there is nothing else to see.
Who treasures every moment, yes
Its you - my real happyness!
This kinda childish way you smile
And way, you're quiet for awhile...
Each morning wakes me up in bed
To read again, what you have sayed...
About you realy being troe
Is nothing else i have to do,
But seing your smile wich makes uplow
You took my heart - i love it so