To be Sung from the top of a Mountain

I want you to love me like you've loved no other
I want you to kiss me like we'll stay here forever

I want you to lay back relaxed and let go of nervous
I want you to sing with rapture and dance like a dervish

I want you to toss your head back and howl at the moon
I want you to twirl around so your hair becomes strewn

I want you to rise up above me and twinkle like a star
I want you to hum along every time you hear my guitar

I want you to drive with your windows down and the volume up
I want you to grow from the weeds, flower and bloom

I don't want you to ever leave my side
Until you're dressed gloriously in white
And I carry you for the first time as my bride
And we run down the aisle and off into the night