Overture

Touch

Don’t be jealous,

when the fog seduced me,

I raised my glass,

to see your spirit.

When I slept,

you floated into,

my dreams,

with a gentle touch.

And the Bay of Fundy,

Grand Passage,

guided me here on this journey,

and back to your arms.

You were with me always,

the seabird blocking my path,

reminded me that this is the way,

and true hearts shall always reunite.

And when the moon,

broke through,

the foggy clouds of night,

it whispered what I already knew.

I love you,

because I love you.

And I am,

lost in your eyes,

still,

vibrating.

Quand je regarde dans tes yeux

Je me sens perdu,

envahie d'amour sur

la rive mystique