My Love,
You are the dream
That bids me sleep
And the morning
To which I rise...
This day, I become yours--
Not as possession,
But to hold
That I may dance, hold me loosely
As the air embracing a flame
If I should shake, hold me surely
As an Angel guarding my soul
Come to me with your laughter
That I might touch your heaven
Reach for me in your sorrow
That I may help slay the demon
From this day forward
You are harmony to my song
My only love,
You are the dream
That whispers, follow--
And the sun
Which bids me wake...