If

If I can touch you once more If I can hold you once again A beginning as likely to be pure Without an ending ever the same Simple words to mean the world A simple matter for an everyday A simple embrace falling into... to curl A simple truth without words to say And a kiss and am to give And to hold to never let go And of grace be well-received And of you for another morrow To belong only to you With everywhere becoming a home Moments for only we knew As well for love becoming real to own If I am to touch you once more If I am to hold you once again With a beginning as likely to be impure Without an ending to live the same