
I get caught up in the lyrics
a poet, most surely always has.
He listens to the music
proud of his favorite band.
I lean in closer,
following his lead
he listens for the horns,
I pray the words are for me.

I get caught up in the lyrics
a poet, most surely always has.
He listens to the music
proud of his favorite band.
I lean in closer,
following his lead
he listens for the horns,
I pray the words are for me.
You calm me
You pass through my soul
Like a warm summer wind
Easing me back into color
I’m thankful for where you’ve been
You calm me
Staying by my trembling side
Laughter with my movements
Sparkle in these shy eyes
You could easily be the reason why
You calm me
Take me, I’m yours
Good morning, my love
Come closer, accept my gratitude
I owe you so much more
You calm me
Infatuated kisses await your approving
Release this passion I hold
Longing to feel you wash over me
Thankful that you want me close
You calm me
Grant me the permission I crave
Allow me to calm you
Last night’s wistful dreams
Should be your morning reality