Could It Be

Could It Be Could it be time to retire that card held so high Could it be the reason tears hit the floor when its time to say goodbye Could it be that warmth, that joy I wake up to everyday Could it be the name I recite when I pray Could it be Could it be that hand I long to hold every night Could it be that man worth the fight Could it be the main ingredient to my life Could it be the man I see calling me his wife Could it be Could it be real Could it be a man made from steal Could it be a beginning made from three days long Could it be the making of something strong Could it be