Tell My Soul Hear that strange melody in the air? Could it be my heart? Could it be? I've always heard the Phoenix rose from ashes But never would have I believed that this love-- Bloomed from a cold, cold soul Slowly, was it melted down, below the waterline I've been feeling things never felt since I was a child But now they're strong and sure like wine with age How does one hold a waterfall in ones' hands? Or stroke a breeze against ones' skin? Or capture the sun shining thru thru the clouds? Or voice the songs flying from my heart? No one could ever know the joy you bring to me In a thought of just a kiss or the way you'd make me smile at this No one can ever feel that hush when your hand holds mine Or the heat that thrills me when we're combined If this is love....... Tell my heart to tell my soul.