One that presses me to paint the wind
That causes me to sing a sunrise with summer notes
How can this be gone
Such a love

That fills my smiles with melodic dance
And compounds and confounds
The simplest equations of human care
Surely it is still there
Such a love

Which drives me to compose
The milieu of needing but not wanting
Writing passion on a night sky
Winking a rythm of gentleness
I feel it still
Such a love

Allowing my heart to bleed a stirring refrain
You and me and you and me
The purpose of our lives found
Such a love