verse 1 though my thoughts aren t entirely in tact i know that we will make it because this song in our hearts was lovingly composed before air came to our lungs and the architect who crafted your delicate frame is calling you now all things seen are transient so keep a steady hand and a straight face to the sky chorus do you really love me all the time with all my fears that keep my eyes fixed down on the floor i can t say i loved you with all of my ability still you re the wind that in my sail verse 2 and i was found when i was lost inside the sea of my contrition and the melody that won my drifting heart was to beautiful for words the argument i posed to resist acquisition was frail the very notion of resistance was imperfect planning on my part