  I was listening to the wma files on my Muvo and when it got to this one,  I felt so touched.  It's a lovely song by John Denver.
 The CD version I had was sung by a lady and the CD was The Best of Audiophile.  What hit me were the thoughts in brackets as I listened to it:  Perhaps love is like a resting place A shelter from the storm ( Finding Ian was a respite from the choppy waters my life's been)  It exists to give you comfort It is there to keep you warm ( Ditto.  thought of the times Ian's been there when I was suicidal,  sad,  cold,  depressed,  And in those times of trouble When you are most alone The memory of love will bring you home (
whenever i am down,  i think of ian and he brings me home.  like Dory told Marlin "  When I'm around you. It's like I'm home.  Perhaps love is like a window Perhaps an open door ( ian and i both turned away from " closed doors/ windows"  to find each other.  As the saying goes-  When God closes a door,
 he opens the window)  It invites you to come closer It wants to show you more ( Will you let me do that my dearest?  And even if you lose yourself And don` t know what to do The memory of love will see you through ( Nods nods.  I hope Ian feels the same)  Love to some is like a cloud ( I used to believe in it being ephemeral)  To some as strong as steel ( Not any more)  For some a way of living For some a way to feel (
I live and I feel loved and I give my love.  I hope it is enough compared to the abundant love you give me dar')  And some say love is holding on And some say letting go ( how true.  And some say love is everything ( you are so important to me dearest.  u dunno how.  And some say they don` t know Perhaps love is like the ocean Full of conflict,
 full of pain ( oh yea there will be bad days right?  but we'll pull through)  Like a fire when it` s cold outside ( yea you keep me safe and warm.  seeing me home the way you do.  Or thunder when it rains If I should live forever And all my dreams come true ( most of them have the day i found you)  My memories of love will be of you ( always)  And some say love is holding on And some say letting go And some say love is everything And some say they don`
t know Perhaps love is like the mountains Full of conflict,  full of change Like a fire when it` s cold outside Or thunder when it rains If I should live forever And all my dreams come true My memories of love will be of you Words and music by John Denver 
