Of magic and mystery,
And dreams that I’ll never see,
Are these hopes fashioned,
That I give to thee.
Of virtue and innocence,
And the fading notes of the cadence,
Are these hopes fashioned,
That I give to thee.
Every song I hear is a love song.
Every gentle rhythm bears your name.
I would die to lie beside you,
And have you love me.
Of wonder, discovery,
And every breath that I seize,
Are these hopes fashioned,
That I give to thee.
Of a first hesitant kiss,
And the spring’s sweet evening mist,
Are these hopes fashioned,
That I give to thee.
Every song I hear is a love song.
Every gentle rhythm bears your name.
I would die to lie beside you,
And have you love me.
(1987)
Lyrics: Wicasta Lovelace
Music: Wicasta Lovelace
