Pure

Xandria

Pure

Pure - like the wings of a dove

So pure - is the one that I love

He’s holding my heart in his hands

He’s God to me

Blue - like the sky that’s above

So blue - am I caused by my love

I’m losing myself just by seeing

Him from the far

Soft - like the kiss of a ghost

So soft - is the one I love most

I’m dying to hear from his own lips

He loves me too

High - like the stars use to be

So High - he is standing ’bove me

Unreachable, just like

The promise of paradise