when I consider the gifts of nature
I count it a blessing to know you
a day with you is enough
to tell a weary soul
the truth is plain to see
you are the key, I am the door

in your eyes
my darkness turns into light
my fears into hope
my worries into delight
if I should be your Romeo,
would you be my Juliet

many a time you rescue my dying soul
from the ocean of my tears
capture my weary heart
from sinking in the nauseating mass of neglect
if I should count my blessings
you are a miracle God gave the world

even when fear leaves me with no courage
the spark in your eyes is strength enough
to put a smile in my heart
it makes everything around me grow
and I wish you could see the joy I carry

if I should sing to the world
in your eyes I see a reflection
of who I am and what I will be
where every darkness turns into light
every fear into tall hopes
and every worry into basketful of delight