The Dove

I like the way you want it all
Your silent face, your precious heart
I heed your call and understand
You reach the dove, your arms around

Your arms around the dove do span
To heaven's gate on heathered back
Before the fear, the world below
Not what you see, but what you know

And I'll wait again
Until the Sun is overhead
I'll wait again
Know that it's alright
Know that it's alright