When I lay next to you

When I lay next to you
it all makes sense.
questions all have answers
worries are lost
in the closeness of you.

Your breath is my breath
your heart is my heart
i bathe in the warmth
of you, of us
this love

No one else understands
Who cares, we declare
it makes sense to us
imperfectly perfect
this great love.

When I lay next to you…