BY THE WAY YOUR HAND RESTS IN MINE,
BY THE TASTE OF YOUR LIPS SUSPENDING US IN TIME,
NO NEED FOR MY SOUL TO WANDER,
NO NEED FOR MY MIND TO PONDER
WHILE SEARCHING OUT THE SKIES;
I'LL KNOW IF YOU LOVE ME,
IF TOMORROW CRIES.
BY THE GLANCE THAT SAYS A THOUSAND WORDS
SPOKEN ONLY TO ME SO NO OTHER SOUND IS HEARD,
BY THE SMILE THAT BRINGS JOY TO EACH MORNING
WASHING THE CLOUDS AWAY WHEN IT'S STORMING,
NO NEED FOR MY SOUL TO WANDER,
NO NEED FOR MY MIND TO PONDER
WHILE SEARCHING OUT THE SKIES;
I'LL KNOW IF YOU LOVE ME,
IF TOMORROW CRIES.
STOLEN MOMENTS ON A BUSY DAY WE SHARE,
NOT CARING THE HOUR AS LONG AS WE ARE THERE,
BY THE TOUCH EXCHANGED AFTER WE'VE BEEN APART
SPEAKING THE MESSAGE THAT'S FELT BY THE HEART,
NO NEED FOR MY SOUL TO WANDER,
NO NEED FOR MY MIND TO PONDER
WHILE SEARCHING OUT THE SKIES;
I'LL KNOW IF YOU LOVE ME,
IF TOMORROW CRIES.
BY THE AROMA OF LOVE LINGERING IN THE NIGHT
AS STILLNESS IS INTERRUPTED WITH GENTLE SIGHS,
BY THE WAY YOU HOLD ME TIGHT
AND THE ARCH OF YOUR BODY CRESTING TOWARDS THE SKY
ILLUMINATING THE DAWN WITH NEW LIGHT,
NO NEED FOR MY SOUL TO WANDER,
NO NEED FOR MY MIND TO PONDER
WHILE SEARCHING OUT THE SKIES;
I'LL KNOW IF YOU LOVE ME,
IF TOMORROW CRIES.
AND IF THE CRIES OF TOMORROW SWELL EVER SO SWEETLY
BRINGING HEAVEN AND ITS GLORY TO MY LIFE COMPLETELY,
I WILL PRAISE THE GIFT THAT HAS COME MY WAY
NEVER SEEKING A MORE GLORIOUS DAY,
AND I WILL WEEP, FEELING COMPLETE,
IF TOMORROW CRIES,
IF TOMORROW CRIES.
AND IF THE CRIES OF TOMORROW SWELL EVER SO SWEETLY
BRINGING HEAVEN AND ITS GLORY TO MY LIFE COMPLETELY,
I WILL PRAISE THE GIFT THAT HAS COME MY WAY
NEVER SEEKING A MORE GLORIOUS DAY,
AND I WILL WEEP, FEELING COMPLETE,
IF TOMORROW CRIES,
IF TOMORROW CRIES.
Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader)
Reviewed on July 23, 2003
Gotta love G Bush, got letters all over my office from him and his dad. They love to fish. Great write and welcome.
Erotic Interracial/ Reincarnation/ Suspense]
Gale Sinclair is a marriage counselor who has broken the cardinal rule of psychotherapy and fallen in love with his client, Zoelle Sutherland.
AND IF THE CRIES OF TOMORROW SWELL EVER SO SWEETLY
BRINGING HEAVEN AND ITS GLORY TO MY LIFE COMPLETELY,
I WILL PRAISE THE GIFT THAT HAS COME MY WAY
NEVER SEEKING A MORE GLORIOUS DAY,
AND I WILL WEEP, FEELING COMPLETE,
IF TOMORROW CRIES,
IF TOMORROW CRIES.
PJ