I think of you in the peace br solitude and stillness of the early a.m., for br you are tranquillity. br br I think of you on an ocean's front, br for you are the roar of the waves, br the power of the sea, and the salt in the air. br br I think of you amidst a crowd br and the chorus of city sounds br .for that is my song, and you are the music. br br You are my first thought of each new day, br and the last image I glimpse, as my eyes are br closed upon a feathered pillow. br br In that secret place called sleep, it is you that br I search for, through shades of darkness and br clouds of cotton. br br When do I think of you? Every moment br of my life. And, when the final sleep does come br and if there is thought... br it will be of you.