Used to be sure, nothing was pure,
I was so set in my ways, you were my cure.

The first time I held her gaze, I felt a change.

She moves like the winter cold,
Right through me,
Burns like the desert sun, down on me,
I fall like the autumn leaves at her feet,
Just like the flowers bloom in spring,
She grows on me.

Used to be easy to be focused on me,
Choose never to let my guard down,
Thought I was free.

Freedom comes when you turn control into release.

She moves like the winter cold,
Right through me,
Burns like the desert sun, down on me,
I fall like the autumn leaves at her feet,
Just like the flowers bloom in spring,
She grows on me.

Sure as a mountain holds it's place in the ground,
Almost certainly I will know where I will be,
It may be all I ever need.