there's a simple kind of truth

that comes with never

and there's a certain kind of stain

that comes with forever

WELL I can hold your hand

and you take mine

and we can walk on through

to the other side of our lives

forever's such a short time when



I can see my destiny

in your russet eyes

and I can hear a symphony

in your autumn sighs

and I can sing you a song

that'll make you cry yet smile inside

and we can hold on to each other's hearts

til we die

and angels close our eyes



there's a secret kind of hope you hold

that you won't say

there's something special about a mystery

told in this quiet way

but when I hear you laugh

I feel the hope of angels

the gates of Heaven

are open to strangers tonight...

shining like starlight