There comes many of these fleeting, ethereal moments
When all I could feel like doing is to catch every shooting star,
to lie down and watch them cross dark beautiful skies.
Hear the crashing waves of the ocean
and feel my feet sinking in the sand,
be caught by the wind, gradually, softly, tossing by.
With you by my side. Right here. Right Now.
Every beautiful thing that I have inside,
how I wish I could share it with you.
Every little thing that keeps me up...
I pray it with all my heart that you experience this too.
Cause every little moment I hope you’re near.
Not just like this. A passing, teasing memory.
Sometimes I just want to keep telling you something weird.
Write you a hundred letters if I could and if you’d want to.
Stay with you, pray with you all night long.
Listen to your dreams, hopes and favorite songs.
I wish I would just look into your eyes and be lost within them.
I’d go near your broken heartbeats not for me to heal it
And then I’d witness your new and glorious smiles.
Oh how I love to see you there and watch you shine.
Every little thing reminds me of you.
Like raindrops, movies, letters and love songs.
And like all the other things could easily make me cry.
You sweep into me, lingers up until this day
in this transient way, bittersweet moment.
You are a part of my every little thing.
