How can I tell this story of mine
In a way you can understand
Would you believe a single word
Or only what you see
A vision of love brought to life by music
A voice on the wind that breathes
A ripple in time made still for a moment
We start at the end
How can I tell you're really mine
If I never hold your hand
Its been some years
Since there's been a word
Of what our love could be
Although we have come this far from believing
Nothing can change our lives
The reasons to rhyme get lost with new meaning
We've only begun