I can remember those russet eyes of yours
with flecks of gold that shimmered in sun.
We’d whisper secrets behind closed doors
cuddle and count the eve stars just for fun.
I thought I could dance with you all night
but I couldn’t play nice with you, could I?
Talking with you always ended in a fight;
then you left out the door and now I cry.
The world seemed dimmer without you.
I felt lost and hopeless like a caged bird,
but then you returned and this bird flew
right back to this voice that it had heard.
You held me and whispered into my ear:
that it is never too late for such lost love.
He said I always had his heart right here
and I knew you were the one I dreamt of.