Only you can make me feel like this
My unconditioning love
This irreversible bliss
My hearts aflutter when your voice is heard
Then I cannot simply utter
A single loving word
Only I can feel this way, the way I do for you
When another ills about your love
I know it is not true
Only one can make me feel like this,
And that one-in-a-million
is you
Listen, O weary traveler
To a soldier's tale.
A tale of strength and honor
A tale of deep betra'l
A soldier fights a battle
With strength and deepening might.
He battles for his love,
So he must win the fight.
His love is in his country,
His hate is in his foe.
His strength is in his sword,
That only battle can truly show.
He comes home from battle
Tired and sore.
His body is wounded
And bleeding to the floor
His wife, who loved him dearly,
Tends faithfully to his wounds.
She feels his tired weariness,
And decides to leave the room.
After she is gone,
A man in black comes in
The kings Arms he is wearing,
From shoulder t
I am walking in the sand
Watching the waves intently,
I am Alone.
My eyes drift from to the sea
to the sand in front of me.
I continue to walk
My eyes on teh sand,
I am Alone.
Forgetting the powerful waves,
I concentrate on the sand.
I look back,
My footsteps are devoured by the ocean,
The only ones visible are the ones close
But even those are fading away.
I am Alone.
My heart churns like the whirlpools in the distance,
I ignore and continue foward
A powerful wave pushes me over,
And gently swallows my body.
I stand up and look at the Sea,
I am not Alone.
I am walking in the sand
Watching the waves intently,
I am Alone.
My eyes drift from to the sea
to the sand in front of me.
I continue to walk
My eyes on teh sand,
I am Alone.
Forgetting the powerful waves,
I concentrate on the sand.
I look back,
My footsteps are devoured by the ocean,
The only ones visible are the ones close
But even those are fading away.
I am Alone.
My heart churns like the whirlpools in the distance,
I ignore and continue foward
A powerful wave pushes me over,
And gently swallows my body.
I stand up and look at the Sea,
I am not Alone.
Listen, O weary traveler
To a soldier's tale.
A tale of strength and honor
A tale of deep betra'l
A soldier fights a battle
With strength and deepening might.
He battles for his love,
So he must win the fight.
His love is in his country,
His hate is in his foe.
His strength is in his sword,
That only battle can truly show.
He comes home from battle
Tired and sore.
His body is wounded
And bleeding to the floor
His wife, who loved him dearly,
Tends faithfully to his wounds.
She feels his tired weariness,
And decides to leave the room.
After she is gone,
A man in black comes in
The kings Arms he is wearing,
From shoulder t
Only you can make me feel like this
My unconditioning love
This irreversible bliss
My hearts aflutter when your voice is heard
Then I cannot simply utter
A single loving word
Only I can feel this way, the way I do for you
When another ills about your love
I know it is not true
Only one can make me feel like this,
And that one-in-a-million
is you