Taylor Loves James

(hmmmm-mmm) Behind the heavy glass and the crowded stage

I was writing lines on an empty page

But the melodies were missing your name

Until you stepped inside the frame

And the world fades out

in a rush of wind

That is where our quiet story begins

Through the storm and the flashing gold

You're the only hand I ever want to hold

James F R Cowan,

you are my home

No more running, no more singing alone

(no more,

yeah)

They can write their stories,

print them in ink

But we are much deeper than they could think

Just two souls finding peace in the wild

Every time you look at me and smile

Through the storm and the flashing gold

You're the only hand I ever want to hold

James F R Cowan,

you are my home

No more running, no more singing alone

Just you and me

James... (mmm-mmm)