The sharp crowded moments And disinterested blur slip far back in memory As thought rises higher Painting scenes of forests Welded white with snow Breath that hung in stillness The quietness of the road
You were warm As winter's snowflake Settled on your hair That first touch was intimate And drove away the fear
Somehow I saw the moon that night It peeked through broken clouds It seemed quite odd to see the moon But I understand it now
It had come to bless Love's first kiss To keep romance alive And give us both Sweet memories And help our thoughts to rise
It had come to bless Love's first kiss To keep romance alive And give us both Sweet memories And help our thoughts to rise higher, Rise higher, Rise higher, Rise higher, Rise higher.