He said "I've got a secret!"
She can see all of the sparks
He left the door cracked open
Just enough so she could see inside his heart
He staked his claim out in the West
She came to live down South
They both practice gentle customs
And understand a long lost art
He pursues what he desires
And longs to tell her how he feels
He sees her deep and tender soul
And wants her because she is real.
Sometimes he thinks she doesn't see him
For who he thinks he is
His address was the house of "smoke and mirrors"
He learned how to keep his heart well hid.
"Just suppose she has me so high up on some lofty cloud?"
But she is a woman who understands
That God can put the heart of a king
Inside of a flesh and blood man
And she loves this flesh and blood man.
When he looks inside her eyes they tell a story
Like a book that he once read of wistful poems
She let him read between the lines to find the answer
To a question he stopped asking so long ago
To him she is like a masterpiece on canvas
So exquisite in his sight she takes his breath
He recalls the words she wrote in full disclosure
Now he sees her captured in a light he can't forget
Now, there is a part of me amazed in childlike wonder
As we stand here face to face inside this room
That you can see all of my colors this late in season
That you can see all of my colors long last in bloom
Like a well kept secret, I too resigned myself to silence
Never knowing I would find you here this soon
Your hand reached out to touch me in the darkness
You came and found me on the far side of the moon
I was dreaming.....out on the far side of the moon.
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