I have seen the morning burning golden on the mountain in the sky,
aching with the feeling of the freedom of an eagle when she flies,
turning on the world the way she smiled upon my soul as I lay dying,
healing as the colors in the sunshine and the shadows of her eyes.
Waking in the morning to the feeling of her fingers on my skin,
wiping out the traces of the people and the places that I've been,
teaching me that yesterday was something that I never thought of trying,
talking of tomorrow and the money, love and time we had to spend,
loving her was easier than anything I'll ever do again.
Coming close together with a feeling that I've never know before in my time
She ain't ashamed to be a woman or afraid to be a friend
I don't know the answer to the easy way she opened every door in my mind
But dreaming was as easy as believing it was never gonna end
And loving her was easier than anything I'll ever do again.