More and More Each Day

I love her more and more,
Each and every day.
And somehow,
We always find a way.

I wonder sometimes,
If she loves me too.
Then i look deep into her eyes,
And i know without me she would be blue.

When I hold her hand,
I hold the world.
And i love holding her,
And in my arms shes curled.

When I let her go,
I let her walk away.
Thats the day that the world started to spin,
And I began to sway.

Wishing that she would walk,
Even run back into my arms.
Then that would be the day,
That I begin to work my charm.

I hope and pray each day that everything will go back,
Back to the same as it was before.
I would hold her close in my arms,
And I would never let her go and I would love her more.

The only thing keeping me from her,
Is the past and all the things before me.
But I love her more and more each day,
No harm would I cause her I wish she could see.

Maybe soon this day will come,
And thats the day I thank god.
Because nothing could tear us apart,
Not ever a petard.

I love her more,
Than I love my own life .
Because I can get along with her,
And we would never strife.

Please dear god,
Bring her to me,
Let her make love to me,
Because without her im brought to my knees.