i'm never alone, i feel it as my day passes,

as i lay in bed asleep, it's soothes me to sleep, comforts me as i toss in the night,

i am not alone, because i know it's their,

i am in it's thought's, as it's in mine

it is my blanket,

my breath speaks it's name,


i can know such greater love, such concern, such warmth,

it's rythm whisper's unconditionally love,

it is my thought, my pillow, my shoulder and my love,


i am not alone, i am guarded, protected, and in my feeling of mystery of this sound, i am ok, for it is my crime of passion, it is my soul,

for another could not replace it's gentlness, it is my heart's passion, my crime