Often i'll ask myself, is love deep within me.
Would it fill the deepest valley, the deepest sea?
Mountains may move, their mighty peaks tumble.
And that's when I say, 'so long as there's you and me.
Some say, romance is a gift of life from God to cherish
that only mortal death should cause its touch to perish,
but my love for you is not just a token.
It will stay in my heart and never be broken.
Others lack trust and committment true love demands,
resulting in broken hearts, like montains to sand, and-
hills in their effort to wander, may crumble.
But you and me are each others heart's, come take my hand.