Softly, whispering I love you, echoes of your voice are calling still through my dreams, softening the chill of the breeze. Through my window, I can see the moonglow painting silver shadows on a rose-colored land. A world that we walk hand in hand in a day of gold colored by the glow of new love. Oh, Woman, I can feel your warm face ever close to my lips and the scent of you invades the cool evening air. I can close my eyes and you´re there in my arms still and I know your soft kiss turning into music every beat of my heart. When I hold you close to my heart and I hear your voice whispering I love you.