She came to me in a dream
With a touch soft as silk
And eyes of emerald green
Whispered words I'd only see
Like falling leaves
She sings to me
Days, months, years pass
And still she makes a home
Inside these walls of stain and glass
A fortress built for two
To roam
When skies go dark and stars ignite
She lights my way
Through life contrite
Beyond the words we get to share
A love made to confound
With none to compare
Days, months, years pass
And still she makes a home
Inside these walls of stain and glass
A fortress built for two
To roam