You mean to me more then my own heart
Wether we be together or apart
I cannot tell if it aches or sings
when I touch and hold the feelings of your wings
I never knew till you stepped in
what the ache of love could win
I want to tell you just how dear
but that you'll run just binds me with fear
One day I know it will come
The bravery, my heart it will be from
When I can stand that you may leave
and hold my head high even though I grieve.
You mean more to me then my own Heart
Wether we be together or apart.
