Somewhere,
Who has a smile that speaks to me.
It says “You make me so happy that I could burst.”
Her smile infects mine and holds me captive,
And I become a willing prisoner,
Of her smile.
There is a woman,
Somewhere,
Who has eyes that speak to me.
They say “I love you more than words can say.”
Her eyes penetrate my soul and hold me captive,
And I become a willing prisoner,
Of her eyes.
There is a woman,
Somewhere,
Who has an embrace that speaks to me.
It says “I never want to let you go.”
She embraces me and holds me captive,
And I become a willing prisoner,
Of her embrace.
There is a woman,
Somewhere,
Who has lips that speak to me.
They say “When I kiss you the world disappears.”
Her lips touch mine and hold me captive,
And I become a willing prisoner,
Of her kiss.
There is a man,
Sitting here,
Who is free but searches,
In the hope that he meets,
That woman someday.
And she takes me captive,
A willing prisoner,
Of her.
