When I look at you in a way you never seen before,

I want to be in your mind and I'm waiting for that open door.

The point when I can see all that you may think.

Every word that you will speak makes my heart sing and sink.

It's the type of friendship and comes along every blue moon.

The type that God keeps separate and brings together no time soon.

He thinks it takes time just to develop a little bit more.

Then He will let us come together and get rid of that door.

When I look at you I see beauty in a rare state of form.

In your eyes there is peace and your kiss keeps me warm.

So the next time I may stare with not a word to say,

Tell yourself in response that it will happen some day.