WHEN YOU LOVE ME
By John Thomas Tuft
A person is ordinary until you fall in love with them
Or could it be the other way around?
A song is empty air until someone sings it
For music alone never makes a sound.
The sound of your breath moving across my ear
Is the whisper of music on the summer side of life
The look in your eyes as you lie there watching me
Is the ordinary taking my heart hostage with a knife.
The clarion call of passion can give way to love
Offered with tokens upon bended knee
Ever so certain that we can walk on water always
Oh I will never forget how I feel when you love me.