When the first light of morning is touching the leavesnand the dewdrops are sparkling like starsnI feel the touch of a mild breeze caressing my skinnas I'm running to reach your strong armsnnWhat greater gift could I get to feel aliventhan the power of love in your eyesnLike a blooming rose in a barren placenthat must absorb the falling rainnI am longing for your warm embracennOn my way through the forest I can hear a soft voicenBut inside my heart it feels strongnIt tells me to follow so I don't hesitatenIt will lead me to where I belongnnWhat greater gift could I get to feel aliventhan the power of love in your eyesnLike a blooming rose in a barren placenthat must absorb the falling rainnI am longing for your warm embracen