I tell you a secret
here as we lie
under the bridge
under the sky
tell the clouds
i have climbed
to be with you
sweet love of mine
for a taste of your lips
and a glimpse of your smile
The space in your eyes
is an infinite mile
i was wondering if you knew
of a better way to say
i love you
there's no place to go
and nothing left to show
when the seed is shown
come the harvest
love
is grown
now that i found you i don't need to look
through page after page, and book after book
perfect angel that you are
graceful lover loving more and more
by far
and there's no place to go
and nothing left to show
and no time to blow
the forest will now know
when the seed is shown
come the harvest
come the harvest
love
is grown