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