Heart of Habit: Gown of love

I nearly died walking alone in life
The habit of loneliness is sorrow
Every human soul desires love
So lets attempt to break it
The habit untouched so far

It's a beautiful dress
No disguise or lie at all
Your heart looks great
In the gown of love

I awakened that night
As I saw the warmth in your eyes
An endless castle of hidden hope
So unlikely in the damage and guilt
Kick the habit and never let hope go

It's a beautiful dress we're creating
No disguise just two wounded lives
Your heart looks great in that gown
The valiant armour of love...
Begins inside the self