I walked like a Sunday morning
And you talked like a Saturday night
Shown me a way and now I am learning
That without you I would be without light

I sip your soft spoken words like champagne
The stars will envy the eyes that gaze  
While your rough callused hands bear me no pain
Touch as soft as a sweet summer daze

I was once silver and turned me to gold
Living in blindness but now have open eyes
Forever your hand mine will hold
You painted my world, coloring all my skies

If ever a day our love has to go
Always look for eyes that have my glow