The night doesn't come,
The day doesn't rise.
I've lost my soul
In the depths of your eyes.
Your beauty unmatched
By angels in flight.
Could this ever be wrong
If it keeps feeling this right?
My lips move to speak;
The words won't come out.
You move in closer,
My heart loses doubt.
This is the moment
I've only dreamed of:
When our two hearts meet
In our first kiss of love.
Sep 3, 2015
Sep 3, 2015 at 3:10 AM UTC
The night doesn't come,
The day doesn't rise.
I've lost my soul
In the depths of your eyes.
Your beauty unmatched
By angels in flight.
Could this ever be wrong
If it keeps feeling this right?
My lips move to speak;
The words won't come out.
You move in closer,
My heart loses doubt.
This is the moment
I've only dreamed of:
When our two hearts meet
In our first kiss of love.
