Golden light is resting quietly on your hands
Tracing dreams that only pure loveands
Whispers in the room are turning into grace.
Every soft reflection captured on your face.
I can feel the moments
Leaning to the side
Like a gentle wave upon a quiet time
We don't need to hold the world to make
It stay
Love will lead us through the breaking
Of the day
Changes falling softly.
Changes taking breaks.
Painting brand new colors in this quiet place.
I don't feel the distance, I don't feel the storm.