One thousand five hundred million people and I found you
Chengdu fog, Shenzhen rain
Just one touch erased my pain
One thousand five hundred million souls and our love is new
Little baby, greatest love
Gift of God from up above
One thousand five hundred million hearts and yours touched mine
Mountain mist, highland wind
To you my love my all I send
One thousand five hundred million lovers and you I find
My heart my soul, my love and life
To you my lovely China wife
One thousand five hundred million Lives and God gave me you
© 2010 Tim Wilkinson & Wayne Wilks
The need of you, the thought of you too,
Inspires my soul within.
What fortune to know you.
Like warmth in the snow, like rain in a drought,
Your warmth glows a bright,
And eases my fright.
With closed eyes I see that beauty surrounds thee.
Knocking I wonder if I can come in.
Knowing I need she,
I pray the need of she is me.
© Tim Wilkinson & Wayne Wilks 1977- 2009
In depression I sleep, in sadness I lie,
Forgetting my wrongs and what makes me cry.
In dreams do I love, with hope do I writhe,
till morning is born and dreams love goes a-rye
In sleep did I hold her, in dark did she sigh,
In truth I don’t know her, her loves never mine.
© Tim Wilkinson & Wayne Wilks 2009