Love Is a Joyous Promise

As the nightingale sings so do I follow. I'm filled up with joy and no longer hollow. When the day lights up or the dark does fall the weight's been lifted and I'm ten feet tall ! This face I see always in my dreams is just as beautiful as it seems. Love like this is just why I prayed; in the eve's half-light it's why I stayed. Day's slipped away and night lies glistening. In the fields of my heart I'm quietly listening. There's a sound like peace and passion like thunder. This love's a fine spell I've been put under. We'll traverse this world together-then sleep. Now devotion's a promise we both can keep.