The Power of Love
Alex Seiberl
When the first light of morning is touching the leaves
And the dewdrops are sparkling like stars
I feel the touch of a mild breeze caressing my skin
As I'm running to reach your strong arms
What greater gift could I get to feel alive
Than the power of love in your eyes
Like a blooming rose in a barren place
That must absorb the falling rain
I am longing for your warm embrace
On my way through the forest I can hear a soft voice
But inside my heart it feels strong
It tells me to follow so I don't hesitate
It will lead me to where I belong
What greater gift could I get to feel alive
Than the power of love in your eyes
Like a blooming rose in a barren place
That must absorb the falling rain
I am longing for your warm embrace