Nicole Croteau - Rescue

With strong hands you guide me
With soft words you find me Meticulously your
writing the story of our love
Lover could you hear my cry for my rescue
The truth is that you heard it long before I
spoke Lover
I can feel you all around me
now with sweet eyes and sweet whispers I
have been found
These dry bones are healing and I know your watching Tenderly your leading the story
of our love