in open fields of wild flowers,
she breathes the air and flies away
she thanks her jesus for the daises and the roses
in no simple language
someday she´ll understand the meaning of it all
he´s more than the laughter or the stars in the heavens
as close a heartbeat or a song on her lips
someday she´ll trust him and learn how to see him
someday he´ll call her and she will come running
and fall in his arms and the tears will fall down and she´ll pray,

"i want to fall in love with you"
sitting silent wearing sunday best
the sermon echoes through the walls
a great salvation through it calls to the people
who stare into nowhere, and can´t feel the chains on their souls
he´s more than the laughter or the stars in the heavens
as close a heartbeat or a song on our lips
someday we´ll trust him and learn how to see him
someday he´ll call us and we will come running
and fall in his arms and the tears will fall down and we´ll pray,
"i want to fall in love with you"
it seems too easy to call you "savior",
not close enough to call you "god"
so as i sit and think of words i can mention
to show my devotion
"i want to fall in love with you"
"my heart beats for you"