Silent are the forlorn scarlet roses
Who watches the gold-tipped butterflies...

Your identity is a mystery
Your voice is like a lullaby...

When I wake up at midnight
the wind blows on my window...

You've climbed the highest mountains
swam the deepest seas...

few people have met my darker side,
but fewer have met the real me...

The room lights turn dim
Two figures step out from the shadows...

A few months ago
I looked into those eyes...

Every time I see you
I want to hold you...

Oh Cupid
I can?t seen to understand why things seem upside...

I sleep in my bed chamber at my own home at night
I find my self standing in a field of green grass...

I see you in my sleep
you hold me in your arms...

I’m standing here by the river bank
As I watch the crystal water cascading down...