It’s a bright Saturday morning in our tree-house way up high,
The sun dances in our window through the leaves,
Blown by an Indian summer breeze,
You dream music in the night and wake up with a song,
And all around us is the beauty of the colors you paint all day long
You reign down on me like a queen in the palace of the thunderstorm,
But my love is always constant as the sun,
Through all the nasty weather and the changes we’ve been through,
My love is constant as the sun...
My love is constant as the sun
We walk hand in hand in the garden of Venus,
Seeds and shells and flowers,
Spring from the sea, Birthing eternity,
I hear your sweet voice calling me, Brightening my world,
I turn around only to see, The dark side of the little girl
You reign down on me like a queen in the palace of the thunderstorm,
But my love is always constant as the sun,
Through all the nasty weather and the changes we’ve been through,
My love is constant as the sun...
My love is constant as the sun
Constant as the sun my love is constant as the sun,
And she said “Thank you for your unending love”...
Steady and rhythmic even in my coming and going,
Constantly reminding me of my own divinity,
Thank you for choosing me....
You reign down on me like a queen in the palace of the thunderstorm,
But my love is always constant as the sun,
Through all the nasty weather and the changes we’ve been through,
My love is constant as the sun...
My love is constant as the sun