Page 99 of Second Dance
It drifts like waves, it moves like sand.
Through every storm, through every roam,
Love will find its way home.
Verse 2
The years rolled on, the faces changed,
We built new lives, we rearranged.
But every turn, through miles alone,
Led me back to what I've always known.
Chorus
Love don't need a map or plan,
It drifts like waves, it moves like sand.
Through every storm, through every roam,
Love will find its way home.
Bridge
Maybe we were just too young to see,
That forever starts in memories.
But our hearts remember what they've known,
And love—it finds its way back home.
Final Chorus
Love don't need a map or plan,
It drifts like waves, it moves like sand.
No matter how far two hearts roam,
Love will find its way?—
Love will find its way?—
Love will always find its way home.
Other than we had to fly there, Alex wouldn’t tell me where we were going, but it seemed everyone knew but me. The kids buzzed with excitement as they hugged us goodbye and put us in the car Alex had hired to take us to the airport.
The moment I stepped onto the tarmac and saw the sleek white jet waiting for us, my jaw nearly hit the ground.
“Is this a private plane?” I asked.
He grinned, all boyish charm and mischief. “A little splurge for my sweetheart.”
“I cannot wait to see the inside. I’ll feel like royalty.”
