| Your song moves through me sweetly Like the first sip of white zinfandel I didn't realize I was thirsty until you showed me I didn't know I was missinf beauty until I heard you In my ear, in my heart, in my soul I felt ALL; in every part- you flow through me-- reverberating Digging you, feeling you, hearing your longing A sigh on the wind, was it yours or mine? I only know that I want it again-- more than once Press repeat and start the rush anew |