In the quiet of the evening, under stars that softly gleam,
There’s a love that burns so brightly, like a never-ending stream.
He keeps on loving me, with a heart so pure and true,
Loves me the way I am, in everything I say and do.
He’s not just along for the ride, not merely passing through,
He’s my biggest fan, my steadfast guide, in everything I pursue.
With every step I take, with every dream I chase,
He’s there beside me, his love a steady embrace.
Lord, it’s a little old piece of heaven, this love that we both share,
A treasure beyond measure, a bond beyond compare.
When we lay down at night, in the stillness and the calm,
He keeps on loving me, like a soothing, healing balm.
Through the trials and the triumphs, through the laughter and the tears,
He stands by my side, dispelling all my fears.
And I keep on wondering why, how I got so blessed,
To have a love so pure, so enduring, and so endlessly professed.
In the tapestry of time, woven with threads of fate,
Our love remains unyielding, an unbreakable, steadfast state.
He keeps on loving me, through every joy and every sigh,
And I keep on wondering why, with gratitude and a heart held high.