When you
When you take me into your arms
When I look into your eyes
I see that God exists
It's not hard to believe

Before I met you, the earth was flat
Although you debate that, Mr. Galileo
And I grew tired of kissing frogs in vain
But I never encountered my Prince Charming
And so you came, returning my faith to me
Without poems and without flowers
With defects and errors
But still standing

And I feel something in you, something between us both
That makes me insist
When I look into your pupils, I know that God has not ceased to exist
And I feel something in you, something between us both
That makes me insist
When I look into your pupils, I know that God has not ceased to exist
You make him live
You make him live

Life is a collection of memories
But I don't remember anyone as well as I remember you
From the roundness of your lips
To the smell of your hair, to the color of your skin
Don't think that I'll give you up if you leave
You're the best thing that's happened to me
Between the mundane, the sacred, and even more