John Grant


John Grant

John Grant and The BBC Philharmonic Orchestra

My love is the rarest jewel
And he grounds me with his love
My love he is rich like caramel
And he moves me from above

He sees me with tiger eyes
And that's where I make my home
His heart is a shield which protects me from the violent cold
His smiles an elixer which heals the wounds of my darkest years
My love is quiet I consider him and he drives away my fears

My love he reels himself with tenderness and grace
My love has constructed with his arms for me the safest place
His laughter destroys my doubts and he lifts me up so high
His voice it is soothing like a warm breeze on a summer night
When he envelops me I give myself to him and my soul takes flight

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