Free to Fly

The stars that glow in the darkness of the cool night sky.
The rays of the sun that shine so brightly all seem like a precious lie.
For all I know now is your touch, your kiss, your gracious love.
It seems to me that we are both two feathers of a single dove.
One of these days, our extraordinary love will be restricted no more and free to fly.
I just want to take the time to say... The day I stop loving you... will be the day I die.