The sun that shines down on the Vatican in Rome.
The tower that stands tall and shows the ships where is home.

A fire in the winter offering relief from the cold.
A panhandler’s vision of a stream full of gold.

Feelings that struck me in a wonderful fashion,
Unaware that my life was about to be filled full of passion.

At a point in my life where I feared was the end,
and not a moment too soon it was you that stepped in.

A beacon of light,
sent from high up above.
My beacon of light,
is none other than love.