It?s the Way
It?s the way you speak your words As if meaning is irrelevant It?s the emotions that win and shape my grin and speak of days in goodness spent It?s your brow and its bewilderment That trips on me with stumbling grace That stays awhile and stirs a smile That richest thoughts cannot replace It?s the embrace of you that warms me through When you?re wrapped within my arms Your charms so pure help me endure Thoughts of you still keep me warm |