The real thing, nothing less than absolutely everything; the air I get to breathe. A love full of so much compassion, a heart full with so much love; the real thing. My soul is wrapped up within the tenderness, held forever; within Your embrace. Your love comes with No conditions, but my soul still drafted up one petition; to forever etch Your love, upon the door-post of my heart. You signed it, You sealed it; Your love has never failed to deliver. Every letter of Your love, the story being written; forever within my soul.
Your position is perfect, the positioning of Your love is absolutely picture perfect; positioned perfectly, right up against my soul. Your love, it’s got a hold; such a serious hold. Don’t ever stop holding, hold me forever. It’s a love You gave without strings, with no promise of love in return. So freely I give, I forever promise You my heart. Your love can forever have, my every heartstring. Wrap my every string, completely around Your love. If You truly believe, the love within my heart; to be the real thing?
My heart is not one to hide behind fear, within the silence of my own shadows; where my heart always felt at home. But now my heart has found rest, within the quietness; within the stillness, Your love is my new hiding place. Your love breaks every chain, but my heart prefers to be locked away; locked forever within Your loving embrace. Even when my soul got complacent, returned by to the silence; Your love never once complained. Within the silent night, Your love is brightly shining!
Even when my heart ran, Your love relentlessly gave chase. My heart has surely tried, but it could never outrun my destiny. From a love deep seeded, a soul forever rooted; I sure do hope, that the growth clearly shows; Your love has a firm hold on my heart? Your love is the real thing, my everything. I can clearly see, that Your love that Your love surrounds; Forever Holding Me!