The whispers in the morning of lovers sleeping tight are rolling like thunder now as I look in your eyes. I hold on to your body and feel each move you make, your voice is warm and tender, a love that I could not forsake.

You're the one who held me up Never let me fall

I'll be a Quebecker-Canadian. I'm from Quebec, and every time I go to a country, I say that. It's my roots, my origins, and it's the most important thing to me.

This is the season for families. Hold yours close.

Love doesn't think twice, it comes all at once, or whispers from a distance.

I gave life, and that is beautiful.

To have your niece die in your arms is the greatest gift from god.