Don't know how or why it happened.
What chains of events in our lives did it take to cause our two paths to cross?
Not just cross, but weave together,
Into a perfect bond that has the strength to make it through the times to come.
I see the storms ahead,
the tears that will be shed,
the doubts to cloud our heads,
But I'm glad amongst all that I see,
nowhere is there a hint that there's an end.
So now tell me if I'm crazy,
But it seems as though when you were made,
the maker tailored you with me in mind
full of love and inspiration
Complete with the ability to hope when hoping seems hopeless
'cause I see the storms to some,
the times without the sun,
when most would turn and run
But I'm glad amongst all that I see,
nowhere is there a hint that there's an end.
Nowhere is there a hint that there's an end.
It's safe to say that I don't see an end.