Gentle are the breezes that have brought your love to me_
Safely over mountains tall and raging, foamy seas_
Swiftly through the gathering storms that threaten all around_
Inside our love, our hearts are safe and sound_
Tender are the moments that are gifts to us by Fate_
She put our lives together, knowing it was not too late
to live and laugh and fall in love, as lovers often do_
The tender hand of Fate brought me to you_
Peaceful is my heart when gazing at the stars above_
Knowing that we share our world, engulfed within our love_
And the stars we look upon are cast in different skies_
We’re looking through each others loving eyes_
Gentle are the breezes stirred by tender hands of Fate_
Peaceful hearts, and loving eyes all say it’s not too late_
I believe that miracles and dreams can still come true_
and someday__.I believe__I’ll be with you_