Late winter light folds the air, fills my eyes,
There against the sky, I call on faith with arms stretched high.
And would you know how much I love you?
Would you feel the way that I do if I told you all the things that move my soul?
While the world is turning darkly, would you still be the earth beneath me?
If I tell you everything, would I be sure?
Would I be sure?
Down the path we're on we cannot turn, we cannot run, no,
Here, we share our wounds,
How we embrace what we become.
And would you know how much I love you?
Would you feel the way that I do if I told you all the things that move my soul?
While the world is turning darkly, would you still be the earth beneath me?
If I tell you everything, would I be sure?
Would I be sure?
And would you know how much I love you?
Would you feel the way that I do if I told you all the things that move my soul?
While the world is turning darkly, would you still be the earth beneath me?
If I tell you everything, would I be sure?
Would I be sure?
Would I be sure?
Would I be sure?
Would I be sure?
Would I be sure?
