The God in you meets the God in me.
We may always meet at the Hall of Gods,
Stripped away from the problems of the world.
With nothing but the stars under our feet,
Shimmering in the dark as our souls greet.
The God in you meets the God in me.
We may always meet at the Hall of Gods,
Stripped away from the problems of the world.
With nothing but the stars under our feet,
Shimmering in the dark as our souls greet.
Become Love
Scent of a Summer Night
