Turning Page

I've waited a hundred years
But I'd wait a million more for you
Nothing prepared me for
What the privilege of being yours, would do

If I had only felt the warmth
Within your touch
If I had only seen how you smile
When you blush
Or how you curl your lip
When you concentrate enough
I would have known
What I was living for all along
What I've been living for

Your love is my turning page
Where only the sweetest words remain
Every kiss is a cursive line
Every touch is a redefining phrase

I surrender who I've been for who you are
Nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart
If I had only felt how it feels to be yours
I would have known
what I've been living for all along
What I've been living for

We're tethered to the story we must tell
When I saw you, well I knew we'd tell it well
With the whisper we will tame the vicious scenes
Like a feather bringing kingdoms to their knees