My sister's little boy came in the kitchen one evening. while she was fixing supper. and he handed her a piece paper he had been writing on. and after wiping her hands on an apron.
Laura, hold these hands and count my fingers. Laura, touch these lips you once desired. Lay your head upon my chest and hear my heartbeat. Gently run your fingers through my hair.
My little girl came up to me in the kitchen this evenin'. While I was fixin' supper. And she handed me. A piece of paper she'd been writing on, and. After wiping my hands on my apron I read it.
When he needs arms to hold him mine are always there. When he needs lips to kiss him mine are always near. And when he needs consolation my voice is loud and clear.
Wandering mind wandering mind. Wondering where you are and how you spend your time. Wondering if you're wondering of the one you left behind. My heart is weak but my mind's a little bit stronger.
Well that ain't a gonna be as long now as it has been. I got a feelin' that me and love are in tune. And that ain't a gonna be as long now as it has been.
If I've ever planted flowers in your garden. Or my feet walked across your bedroom floor. Don't be surprised if I'd break the silence of the night with a knock upon your door.