Becoming

Leaves fall from the trees
Whispers in the breeze
I love the way you tease me

Sunshine's on the bay
And I can hear you say
I love the way you please me

I'm smiling in your light
Then you ravish me with your night

When the moon hangs low on the western isles
That's when I know it, that's when I know it
When the sun sings sin to the southern sky
That's when I know it, I know it's true
The world is becoming you

Honey from the hive
Music in my mind
I love the way you soothe me

Dreams begin to bloom
Like butterflies in a boom
I love the way you move me