Silver in her hair Lyrics

Your curves on the stained glass, a work of art,

As we play a game of chess, with every part,

The twilight hours on your chest, so soft and warm, Reflect north to north-west, through every storm.

Ten seconds in an hourglass, time slips away,

But with you by my side, I'll seize the day,

And all the masks we wear, they start to fade,

As we show our true selves, unafraid.

The moon's made of fiberglass, it seems,

But in your eyes, it's a dream that gleams,

And there's silver in your hair, shining bright,

A reflection of the beauty that's inside.

As we navigate this life, this game of chess,

We'll face challenges, but we'll do our best,

With your curves on the stained glass, and silver in your hair,

Together, we'll conquer anything, anywhere.