To feel your mind
Race with mine
Would be a blessing

In the morning
In the noon
In the night
In the moment.

To feel your heart
Against mine
Would be a gift

In the morning
In the noon
In the night
In the moment

To feel your dreams
Next to mine
Would be a present

In the morning
In the noon
In the night
In the moment

To feel your lips
Pressed to mine
Would be a privilege

In the morning
In the noon
In the night
In the moment

To feel your hand
Reach for mine
Would be an experience
I will handle with care
I will take with pride
I will thank with hope
I will hold with love

In the morning
In the noon
In the night
In my life.