There’s a man I just met, with a voice like a storm,
He strums his guitar, where shadows are born,
His eyes hold secrets of the midnight’s embrace,
A wild heart that beats at a restless pace.
He sings the songs of the lost and the free,
With a soul that’s as deep as the endless sea,
In his arms, I find a shelter, a haven so rare,
With a touch, he reminds me of how much I care.
Oh, wander with me, through the night’s endless dance,
With your voice and your song, we’ll take every chance,
Beneath the constellations, where our dreams ignite,
With you, my wild heart, I’ll embrace the night.
His spirit is a fire, unchained and untamed,
A force of nature, impossible to name,
When he sings, the world fades to a distant hum,
In his presence, I’m lost, I’m found, I’m undone.
His hands play the strings like they’re woven from dreams,
With each note, he unravels my seams,
He’s a wanderer, a poet, with a heart full of scars,
In his eyes, I see galaxies, I see stars.
Oh, wander with me, through the night’s endless dance,
With your voice and your song, we’ll take every chance,
Beneath the constellations, where our dreams ignite,
With you, my wild heart, I’ll embrace the night.
He’s the whisper of freedom, the call of the wild,
With a spirit unbroken, and a heart so beguiled,
He makes me feel alive, with just one look,
Stolen me away, like a thief to a crook.
So here’s to the man, with a voice like a storm,
In his company, I’m reborn,
With every chord he strikes, I’m enthralled,
In this wild heart serenade, I’ve answered the call.
Oh, wander with me, through the night’s endless dance,
With your voice and your song, we’ll take every chance,
Beneath the constellations, where our dreams ignite,
With you, my wild heart, I’ll embrace the night.
Yes, with you, my wild heart, I’ll embrace the night.~
Colloquial Confessions 