If my love for you is in every grain of sand; All of the beaches will surely run out of land. The land to be its shore and the sea will dominate; With the waves of love that cause my world to rotate.
If my love for you is in every bark of palms Trees will be naked under the sun that chants a psalm. They will be dancing to tune of the soft breeze; Then I’ll whisper “I love you,” and then you’re filled with bliss.
