Texty: Graham Nash. Come With Me.

Fine lines intersecting, knowing they're going to touch
Let them be, sets us free, come with me
Old tree reaching upward, closer to the sky
Touch your face, saving grace, come with me

Love never dies, it lies deeper and deeper
With my hand on my heart, we'll go on and on
Love never dies, it lies deeper and deeper
With my hand on my heart, we'll go on and on

With our open arms intertwining, loving you so much
Let us be, honestly, come with me