Outside there is a war, in here the night is still. the jasmine buds have bloomed, the way the jasmine will.
And i have given birth to a speckle of dust, to a sparkle of light to a small hint of life.
Frail as a flower in the morning is this tiny work of art when i see his face before me this is too much for one heart
Here like a seedling in the garden is a world about to start how i need you here to share it this is too much for one heart
yours, half of all of this is yours and i swear it on the moon
Soon you will see, the best of you and me in the smile that is shining on the face of your son all alone in my arms i hold such beauty
I want time to stop right here make perfection last forever in which i could disappear, disappear.
Yours, half of all of this is yours and now i feel you coming near here, you will see the best of you and me for life stories combining in this life weve begun
I have been living with such wonder that my soul could burst apart, knowing soon well be together and its too much for one heart.