I need to write a song about
The way you make me feel,
Like maybe there’s a universe
Where love is real,

Where minds can touch,
And hands can sing,
And voices hold everything.
Everything.

Where eyes can speak in rhyme and say
“I choose you,” everyday,
And souls can grow so close and still
Be wild in their ways.

Where clouds can shift,
and storms can rage,
And still we choose love everyday.
Everyday.

I need to write a song about
The way you make me feel,
Like maybe I don’t need to hold
My heart so still.

Like maybe it will be okay
If I can find shelter
In your gaze.
In your gaze.

I need to write a song about
The way you make me feel,
And when these lonely nights get long
I’ll sing it like a shield

Against the voices
Telling me
That I was never worthy.
I’m worthy.

I need to write a song about
The way you make me feel.