Enraptured By You

Lying alone in a field with one foot in the cool river, you can watch the sky for hours and know what perfect peace is.
Lie on the edge of a fountain in a busy courtyard with one foot in the water and spend hours watching the same sky.
One man says, "he's a dreamer", or worse yet, "he's crazy", as men of the world do their best to steal the peace.
I guess one man's living water is another man's foolish wishing well.
Call me a fool, I wait for your return.

I wonder when you'll come back for me.
If we disappeared tonight, would they remember what I said?
Have I spoken enough of our love that they would know where I've gone?
Have I spoken enough of your love that they would know who took me?
Will we disappear at all and leave the world behind?
I read your letters over and over again.

Maybe you'll leave me here until the very end. Riding up at the last moment on your white stallion for all to see.
I think I hear the pounding of the hooves now, but they tell me it's just thunder.
"He's a dreamer." "He's a fool."
I show them your letters to quiet their jeers.
Some refuse to read. Some skim and scoff. Some study and find fault.
Only a few see them for the love letters that they are.
They ask for copies that they might know what true love is and find it for themselves.
So many others have found it before us.

What if we all disappeared together?
Would they remember what we said? Know where we've gone?
Would they want to read the letters then?
What if we don't disappear and we all stay waiting until the very end?
"See, they are dreamers and fools!" "The world is falling to pieces yet they wait."

Given enough time the whole world will turn against us.
Above the chaos and the jeers, the lies followed by cheers, I hear the hooves and I know it's not just thunder.
Whether we disappear and leave this world behind or remain until the end, one thing stays the same.
When, and however, you come and take me away, you'll find me here waiting.
I am enraptured by you.