How did we fade into This from our fest?
Our love was like the wind always blowing.
We blew from North to South to East to West.
Our love was an euphoric Bliss flowing.
Now, we have contempt instead of passion.
Where has our old love gone my dear sweet love?
I know being contempt is the fashion
But our love is the kind that flies like doves.
No matter what the challenge our love will soar
Because we know the path our love withstands.
We will united forever more
And our love will not was away like sand.
As long as we have our love I will stay
And love you until the ends of mu days.