Green eyes, soft fingertips
Smile spreads on velvet lips
Breathing so warm and low
Never before has this heart of mine known higher ground
Aching, you pull me so
Making my heart to grow
Stretching this sense of self
Tearing me, only to build up again on higher ground
I can't see this future clearly
Something's got a hold of me
I'm trapped inside a past
That won't let go and so simply love you
Can't allow myself to fall albeit
Oh, so gently into you
So this fear of loss could cost me more than I could know
Love me in spite of this
Hear me, this pain exists
Hold me, and I'll come 'round
'Cause while there's still a ways we're on our way to higher ground
