Zephyrous Love

Your love is like a whirlwind Which captures me And carries me away In your sweet arms is where I always Want to stay Making sweet, passionate love Would call in Saints From the heavens above To protect and watch over My lucky love My four-leaf clover Everything is what You mean to me Precious precious Kindred soul You take my half And make it whole My glass is no longer half-empty You have made it half-full And the future looks exceptional Every morning When I wake up I want to see Your gorgeous face Right beside of me You are my one, My soul, my heart, My destiny