A whisper of a thousand words;
Flying through the night;
Each spoken syllable, a glimmer of hope;
With you by my side.

A guitar plays in the distance;
Strumming a small tune;
Bringing much joy, predicting whats to come;
A future coming soon.

On the grand stage they sit;
Hear a piano ping;
Smiles all around, humming abroad;
A pretty song to sing.

Then the sound of the drums clash;
Portraying a steady beat;
Giving me life, the music begins;
We silently take a seat.

The conductor and the symphony;
The sound hovers above;
You take my hand, I kiss your lips;
To the tune of love.