In a rush, I felt her presence and I was free
Her love's a drug as it powered through me
Never heard blood pulse in my ears, but now
Taken by the scent, the voice, moved by all
Never knew freedom's voice, but now I do
In my heart there's a beat, that alone is true
Stirring my being, stirring my flesh and call
Surrender my will and have since been still
She is familiar with all the ways that I'm lost
She guides me to the place where we embrace
As the world is made silent, I still hear a voice
My world is made beautiful, by her choice
Life is more than it ever was, with her
"I can't get that Little Red-Haired Girl
out of my mind." Charles M. Schulz
