From the lover to the loved
Every morning i wake
your the first on my mind
I'd swim under a frozen lake
if it was you that I'd find
you mean more that you'll ever know
it's much more than love
your and angel in the snow
and the whitest of a dove
when your not near
i can hardly breathe
and i am filled with the fear
that soon you will leave
I'm more in love than ever
than i ever have been before
but it all depends on whether
you'll let me love you more