A story with you

My heart is alive, my spirits are rising high
when I'm with you
As we start to fly, I follow my path
A story with you

Your fuzzy hair makes me think of heather
in the soft morning breeze
Your way attracted me long ago
'til I was free

My heart is alive, my spirits are rising high
when I'm with you
As we start to fly, I follow my path
A story with you

A pearl of my blood was torn from me
despite my will to fight
What I left behind still grips me strong
in my bones

My heart is alive, my spirits are rising high
when I'm with you
As we start to fly, I follow my path
A story with you

when I feel you here, by my side
new mornings waken the days
My past is wearing another dress
of strength and beauty