It isn’t something you can touch or
see,
Except when it’s shining in
someones eyes
And they are looking at you in that
special way
You can feel it when it engulfs you
And wraps itself around you
Somehow you just know it’s there
It’s nice to hear someone special says,
“But even when they don’t
You know,
Because that special look is there
And you can feel it,
in the air
Don’t you know?
It’s all those special things,
That someone special does or says,
Can’t you see it in their eyes?
And feel it in the air?
I can, because, I know
You Love Me.
