You are my music, you are my light,
You are the sun in the morning, the moon at night.
You are the notes of a flute, soft and clear,
You are the drum beats in my heart when you are near.
You are the flowers that grow in colors so bold,
You are the poems I have written, the stories I've told.
You touch my soul and you touch my heart,
You are what I look for when we're apart.
You are what I dream of at night in my bed,
You are, during the day, the thoughts in my head.
You are the songs in the wind when it blows through the trees,
You are the lullabies sung by a soft summer breeze.
You are all of the flowers who's fragrance is sweet,
You are the sweet smell in the air before we meet.
You are the warmth in the winter that keeps out the chill,
You are the one that moves me when I am still.
You are the voice I hear when no one is there,
You are the one I speak to when I need someone to care.
You are the touch on my hand of a tender caress,
You are all that I want, I couldn't want less.
