Michael w. smith/ wayne kirkpatrick
Jack is in the corner
the dish is with the spoon
the sheep is in the meadow
the cow is on the moon
but i am here with you and i believe
there's no other place i'd rather be
and a promise not to leave you
is a promise i can keep
You're my muse
you're my rhyme
you're the fire warming this heart of mine
when you hear me say "i love you"
anna, do you know how much i do?
So i watch you from a distance
getting lost within your world
you pretend to be a princess
as you flutter and you twirl
fragile as the flower in your hair
dancing in your castle, unaware
that a single day without you
would be more than i could bear
Little anna, little star
that is what you really are
cross my heart and hope to die
you're the apple of my eye