Every now and then I reach out to you
Wanting to feel your loving hand;
To some, I appear a fool, perhaps,
But I neither live nor die without you.
The smiling eyes, the touching words,
Have all stayed within my soul;
If today, you seem like snow, my love,
Turn to life-giving water, once more.
The beauty of my life has been
In loving you and celebrating love;
Hold my hand, once more, my love,
For that is all I want; my cosmos is in you.