Texty: Woven Hand. His Loyal Love.

She into me
See into me
Soaring over my heart
She for the keeping
Of each passing day
I pray
Of each passing day
I pray
She among the precious ones
Far enough and distance between
My eyes no longer young
I see no star
I see no star
Brighter than the sun
Bride and spirit say come
Bride and spirit say come