You said to me, that I stole your heart   Well I keep it close    For when the night is long and dark   And you’re somewhere else    And I’m thinking how nice it would be   Your mouth pressed against my own    And the sweet words you say to me      When I rise with you by my side   And I hear the rain fall heavy    On the deck outside my room   And we lie in bed; touch gently    Til late in the morning   Your kisses make me dizzy,   I love the sound of the rain pouring      It feels like you’re the one   I dreamed would one day come   And show me what loves about   And you were right   In that letter that you wrote me   Things have a way of working out       I am young, ignorant and naive   But something reassuring    makes me really believe   That I’ll love you in five years    And perhaps you’ll feel the same   And we’ll lie in bed, touch gently    Look outside at the pouring rain      It feels like you’re the one   I dreamed would one day come   And show me what loves about   And you were right   In that letter that you wrote me   Things have a way of working out       I’ve been told all good things must come to an end   But I’m not ready   No I’m not ready yet   And I’ve been told to learn to lose, to learn to let go   But I’m not ready   No I’m not ready yet