I?ve seen your face as an echo in my dreams.
Memories that live in the deepest parts of me.
I know your name as a word I can not sound,
A treasure hidden, but now I?ve just found.

Your breath is my song, I sing to the dawn.
Your touch is the hope that caries me on.

I?ve heard your voice as a song in the field,
Calling my name and making me real.
I?ve felt your touch as a breath in my soul,
Turning my life into a song of hope