Moonlit Expanse (Baumann) - January ’04

May angels guard your door.
May caliphs and kings invite you in.
May your days be snow white and mystic like a fairy.
May seraphs sing your songs.
May your nights be quiet and restful.
May your days bring comfort and peace.
May your days be many on this earth.
And may they be spent with me.

Chorus 1:
Calm, cool, and collected
Is not a formula for a young man’s love.
But it’s not the way you drive me mad
It’s the way you stay so sane.

Chorus 2:
And I will sing your songs
Under the Moonlit Expanse.
You light the fire inside my soul,
But when it burns me, you douse the flame.

Your eyes are strong as claymore mines, and reach about as deep.
Your eyes are soft like a velvet teddy bear
Entreating my doubts to go.
Your face isn’t wide enough to contain your smile
And that is reason enough
To want to take away your frown.
And make you stop trying to be tough.

Chorus 2x