The rising sun cresting the snow tipped peaks cannot compare in beauty to you
The gentlest ocean breeze no matter how soft and warm cannot replace
Your whisper on my lips
A birds eye view while soaring through the open blue does not suffice
As when I dream while gazing into your baby blues
I don't have wings but I got two feet that I have used to climb
In order to look through god's window to find what I was searching for
It is your beauty that causes the sun to crest the peaks
It is your whisper upon my lips that gently rocks the ocean
Gazing upon you and beholding your beauty is what gives me wings
That I may soar through the open skies with you as my Angel by my side
From this heavenly view I see that your beauty
Runs deeper than I have ever known
The radiant luster of your heart hypnotizes the moon and baffles the stars
Your compassion is a beacon of hope to all weary souls lost in the fog
Of the storm we call life
For even when you are in pain your tear drops bring a cleansing rain
This is my ballad of my heart, raised with all my soul
That I will always love you just the way you are
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