It’s something about your eyes And the way you lick your lips The way you run your fingers through your hair Right down to the tips. It’s the way you crease your smile To make those dimples on your chin The way you hold your head up Even when you sin.
I have to tell you something And I promise it’s no lie – I want to kiss you every day Until the day I die. I want to feel your embrace & keep you resting in my arms I want to be your hero That heals your every scar.
It’s something about your eyes And the way you lick your lips The way you run your fingers through your hair Right down to the tips. It’s the way you crease your smile To make those dimples on your chin The way you hold your head up Even when you sin.
I need you in the morning And I need you late at night I need to know you’re right there Sleeping by my side. I need to feel you dreaming Of the love that we could share And while you rest your head on pillows I’ll be floating on thin air.
Written April 16, 2009- From Through Our Hands We Speak From The Heart