God's Huntress

Softness is what my soul craves,
In the morning, in evening, and in the afternoon;
Softness like the breath of sunshine,
this is what my soul desires.

Where do you find softness in a harsh world?
Softness is what my soul craves.

Oh, softness, find me, 
Find me in the morning, in the evening, and in the afternoon.

Land on my shoulders like a dove finding land,
Softness is what my soul deserves.