Get Back Up
You were a my gift on Christmas Eve
Wrapped up in your quiet mystery
Questions in my mind boiled to the surface
You answered me with your quiet gaze
First kiss and a first belief in fairy tales
I’ve invited you to live in my dreams
We’ve jumped the cliff and we’re holding hands
And we’re not letting go until we hit the land
We take a chance and roll the dice
But we get to choose our own rules
Twelve inches taller or miles away
Your Magnetic pull keeps me close to you
Swimming in your arms is my favorite sport
I’m diving deeper I’ve found my treasure in you
My mind tries, to call me, but my heart, picks it up every time
I’ve fallen, for you now, and I don’t ever want to get back up