If Webster could have found a way,
   defining just your love;
He'd had to paint the closest thing:
   our love from God above!

It's more than kind, far more than pure,
   formed of the rarest breed;
A simple love none else could feel,
   yet everything I need!

It's shown the best through anything,
   just knowing that you care;
It coddles close this heart of mine,
    to feel your presence near!

To see you in my dreams each night,
   to wake up by your side;
Fulfilling now once lonely heart,
   in love I now abide!

Now tryin' to find if just one way,
   to put your love to words;
To tell the truth I'm still at loss,
   your love makes words absurd!