Birds jealous, my heart makes the sweetest melody
The sight of you was a cure, the best remedy
At first I thought my heart could never be ready
But suddenly you appeared and made things steady.

I saw you and thought I should meet you
I don’t know when but it has to be soon
Life should pull us closer before I give up with this worn off shoe
Cupid should point an arrow and aim for our most vital organ
And make us one before our non-existent children become orphans.