All those tales they've told about me. I can't deny that some are true. But why attribute rhyme or reason to what they say or do? I want to love you. I realize we don't have much time. But I'll be coming your way. I believe we will touch the sky. I can't believe that I've just met you. Seems like I've known you all my life. True love defies all reason and we can make it if we try. I want to love you. Like a river runs to the sea. And I'll be coming your way. I hear you calling out for me.
