And at that point, Where the sky meets the sea, That my dear, Is where we will be, Loving like there is no tomorrow. *
The delicacy, Grace & strength of Birds. Soaring gently Ever so gently, Like nothing Could ever stop them, Up there Defying gravity. *
Floating around the Garden, there’s the Wonderful Smell of rain. So sweet and tender, Like true love’s first kiss. And the calm breeze Asks the jasmine to dance; She obliges so willingly, And they waltz around the Garden, emitting a delicate perfume. *
In French it’s Suivez votre Coeur. Italians say Segui il tuo cuore. But in English; Follow Your Heart. Believe in yourself. Never give up.*
