It’s the way we play; our love talks
You touch my heart like no one can
You set my soul on fire with your love.
Our love is a beautiful place
Where we’re wild and free
Let loose in an ocean deep.
We do things like fry pancakes
On a Sunday morning
And make conversations about nothing;
We’re Secret Lovers
You have my heart and I have yours
And that is all that matters.

You and I

You and I were one of a kind

I was yours and you were mine

Like honey to the bee

We were never apart

We had our ways to love

There wasn’t a pair like us

In all the world to find

You and I were meant to be.

Once Again

If you would love me
Once again
Ignite the quenched flame
Of our love
Revived from the ashes.

If you would tell me
Once again
That you love me only
Your words, sweeter than honey
Will make fireworks.

I would go crazy
Once again
My mind lost and wandering
In your love
Only to be found by you.

‘Twill be soon
When love will find us
The years will mend
And our hearts will bind
Once again.

The years beneath the trees

Did you forget our years beneath the trees?
When we were young and green,
Did you forget we said we’d love each other forever?
That we’d hold on to our love?
But you did forget
You forgot me
Said you loved me no more.

Beneath the trees where our love blossomed
Don’t you remember?
Where we promised each other
Our love for now and the years yonder.
But you did forget
You forgot me
Said you loved me no more.

The years seem wasted
Of a love once tasted
Our tree now withers
It no more watered with our love.
Because you did forget
You forgot me
Said you loved me no more.

If you’ll only remember
The promises, our love ways
The sun and rain days
Yet safe under love’s canopy.
Did you forget?
‘Twill be intentional to not remember
The years beneath the trees.

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