I find that there are fewer places
That I find more comforting than your arms
I find that there are fewer things-
More beautiful than your eyes.
I find that there are fewer sounds
That are more soothing than your voice-
I find that there are fewer moments
That are purer than my times with you.
I find that there are fewer mem'ries
I hold closer than the ones we share-
I find that there are fewer thoughts
That aren't filled completely with you.
I find that there are fewer hours
That I'm lonely since I've found you-
I'm finding I never have a doubt
That what we share is special and true.
