The sun had passed through mid of sky.
My words were few and fumbled.
But in the moments after that,
Twas when I began to stumble.
I felt the world shake 'neath my feet,
The aftershock and tremors,
This feeling that I'd not felt before,
But will always remember.
Were they butterflies I felt,
Or merely my heart's flutter?
To think, to even speak to you
Had first caused nervous shudders.
As time passed on my walls came down,
And my heart opened up.
And now with each day that has passed,
You've overfilled my cup.
Sweet good mornings flood my soul
With feelings I can't hide,
And now the last thing I desire
Is you here by my side.
With each good night, I dream of you,
Of your head next to mine,
Of listening to your heart beat,
As we drift into night.
I've waited all this time,
This quarter-century for you,
And for you I would wait
Another quarter, too.
