i know you feel the wounds of time,
the wandering feet of crows,
but i am yours and you are mine,
and none but me could know,
how all of you enraptures me,
till I can\'t look away
I pray that I will live to see,
you wear a crown of grace,
my love,how beautiful you are
my love is everywhere you are
and when you kiss me,
i am lost or is it that im found?