Do you know the endless ways
you pour upon my senses
Over mountains in my mind
dirt roads and country fences
Every breeze that rocks the race
to pace my heart to beating
every path I have not walked
still know to where they're leading
Simple as the winter's kiss
of snow upon my brow
the ease with which you make me rich
not ever knowing how
Complex in simplicity
my heart in fondness grows
my love for you is ocean deep
to which the river flows
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