Bethany Dillon - My Love Hasn't Grown Cold

You, you shake your head
What is so hard to believe ?
When you are in your bed
I sing over you, the sweetest things.

'Cause oh, My love, it does not tire
I'm awake when the moon is full
And all the times when you feel lost
You, you're just unsure

Oh, lo and behold
My love hasn't grown cold

You, could steal away
In the middle of the night
And hide in the light of day
While you cloak yourself in the darkest lies

And oh, My love, it swims in the deepest oceans of fear
And as soon as you lower your head
I, I am, I am here

Lo, and behold
My love hasn't grown cold
Lo, and behold
My love hasn't grown cold
Mmmm... yeah...
Ohhh...

If only you could see
How heaven stills when you speak
I know your days
And I have wrapped you in mystery

And oh, My love for you is as wide as the galaxy
Just hold out your hand and
Close your eyes
Come, Come be with me

Lo, and behold
My love...
Lo, lo, lo and behold
My love hasn't grown cold for you
Mmhmm...
It hasn't grown cold
No, it hasn't grown cold
Mmmm...