You are the undiscovered country
I never thought that I would find;
You are the buried treasure, the
Seam of gold they never mined.
You are the catching breath,
The trembling heart that never rests;
You are static electricity, surprising,
But stillness too, and sudden bliss,
Entwined in peaceful, perfect rest;
You are the colours of creation,
You are the curious sensation.
And when the passion calms,
In the well within your arms,
The precious truth still shines bright to see
That loving you is like coming home