There are no bars to our
embrace,
No presence more than in the heart.
We live our lives with love and grace,
Together still, though still apart.
No presence more than in the heart,
No touch more salient than a dream.
Together still, though still apart,
We are more lucky than we seem.
No touch more salient than a dream,
Though dreams alone must sometimes be.
We are more lucky than we seem
If I trust you, and you trust me.
Though dreams alone must sometimes be,
We live our lives with love and grace.
If I trust you, and you trust me,
There are no bars to our embrace.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
Video Music: The Scent of Cedars. By Philipp Weigl. Performed by Philipp Weigl at the
Free Music Archive under an Attribution
License.