It was a Thursday morning hen God planned his most beautiful creation
He took three drops of morning dew sliding down the most perfect leaf
Of the earth?s first passion flower,
Then reached into the snow on top of Everest,
mixing in with Eden?s perfect soil

Hollowing out fruit from the tree of knowledge, He mixed in the ingredients he?d gathered,
Bringing them to a frozen boil.

The Lord then kissed the mixture; protecting it so it wouldn?t spoil.
And as He held it in his hand, your image came to His mind.
He wanted you to have a perfect match, if not a perfect life.
So he poured his love into your heart, knowing one day you would find.
The man who deserved your perfect heart.
He knew all would happen in due time.

But first you faced adversity,
And almost met defeat
But with the love God in your heart, you never can be beat.

After vanquishing all enemies
You lay there hurt and alone;
Asking God to end your trials and carry you back home

God in his infinite reason saved three more drops of dew.
He also placed them in my heart?that I might discover you.
And as he planned, I saw your heart so beautiful, so pure so true.

And when we saw each other?s eyes we could both finally understand
He created us as perfect matches to share perfect dreams and love.
It was all part of His plan.

And every morning I see the passion-flower
All covered in morning dew.
I know that God?s most perfect creation
Is the love I share with you,