Turning Page

I've waited a hundred years 

But I'd wait a million more for you 

Nothing prepared me for the privilege of being yours 

If I had only felt the warmth within your touch 

If I had only seen how you smile when you blush 

Or how you curl your lip when you concentrate enough 

I would have known what I was living for 

What I've been living for 

Your love is my turning page 

Only the sweetest words remain 

Every kiss is a cursive line 

Every touch is a redefining phrase 

I surrender who I've been for who you are 

Nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart 

If I had only felt how it feels to be yours 

I would have known what I've been living for all along 

What I've been living for 

We're tethered to the story we must tell 

When I saw you well 

I knew we'd tell it well 

With the whisper we will tame the vicious scenes 

Like a feather bringing kingdoms to their knees