You are so utterly loveable.
My God, does this world gravitate towards your heart.
Tender, brimming, colour of your life,
touching my own.
How these years have wounded us,
but favoured our togetherness.
How these years have grown through us.
You are so utterly loveable.
My God, does this world gravitate towards your heart.
Tender, brimming, colour of your life,
touching my own.
How these years have wounded us,
but favoured our togetherness.
How these years have grown through us.