Single Tears

The first sight of you,
Took my breathe away, too true.
You stood alone crying,
Amongst the millions, I held your heart before it wept-dying.

So now my kyrie hold tight,
Let's not forget each other, out of sight.

Let your warmth meet my cold heart, mind and soul,
Yes I'll equip my red queen and blue rose.

To fight for your love,
Let me hold you from below and above.