and you walked in through the door
in a manner inconsistent with anything i'd ever seen before
whether you gave off an air of self-confidence or it was something more
i'm not quite sure
but all i know is when you're close, darling when you're near
your voice is the only thing my ears ever seem to hear
as if they're searching for some momentary lapse in whatever exactly it is that we're talking about
but nothing can be found
and sweetheart i could travel the world and the seven seas
regardless i know wherever i go i can still feel your love surrounding me
if it's the way our eyes lock or the way our hands meet
you're the only relief for my calloused and war-torn feet