| Lyrics: | Michael W. Smith Ginny Owens
";March of 1981 is a time I will never forget. I was
completely gone (for you Deb!)";
I see you smiling at me
And I fall into a
daydream
Don't know what all of this means
Oh, is it love?
Logic is slipping away
My
heart's on a runaway train
I'm gone, yes I'm gone, yes I'm gone and
It feels so
right
Each time I look in your eyes
So glad you came into my life
Much more than
an emotional high
Oh, this is love
I know that I've made up my mind
I'll stay for the
rest of my life |
