All of my trouble
All of my fear
Fades like distant thunder
When you appear
Torn by the weather
Worn like a stone
Days when I step lightly
Are days I'm headed home
Soft as a whisper
Slow as a vine
Closest Thing to heaven
Is when we are entwined
Closest ThingAll of my trouble All of my fear Fades like distant thunder When you appear Torn by the weather Worn like a stone Days when I step lightly Are days I'm headed home Soft as a whisper Slow as a vine Closest Thing to heaven Is when we are entwined |