I just can't help believing when he smiles up soft and gentle
with a trace of misty morning, and the promise of tomorrow in his eyes . . .
Oh I just can't help believing when he's lying close beside me
and my heart beats with the rhythm of his sighs
Yeah, I just can't help believing when he slips his hand in my hand and it feels so warm and gentle as my fingers fold around it like a glove . ... . .
Oh yes, I just can't help believing when he's whispering his magic
and his voice is a jar of honey filled with love . . .
This time the guy is gonna stay; this time the guy is gonna stay !
. . . for more than just one day . . .
Well, I have a tender heart and I allow it to lead me often "where angels fear to tread." Sometimes the results are mind blowing and pretty damn good for other key parts of my anatomy too. ;^)
Very nice, enjoyed this writing. Thanks!