I never look to the sky I never admire natures wonders I don't find the sweetness in a baby's laughter or the reckless abandonment of fun with mans best friend I sleep to this vision I wake to it I live to see it, while my breath is held I yearn for it
Oh how much can the heart give?
How much can I express, before I no longer live?
Do you know how precious it is?
Oh my dove, the love I now have for your smile, my dear