Blood veins and locked chains
The things you will have to cross...

Woman takes hold of her gorgeous baby,
Proud to be a mother of a newborn child...

An elderly walks with his lovely cane,
Following into nature's engaging smell...

An elderly walks with his lovely cane,
Following into nature's engaging smell...

Woman takes hold of her gorgeous baby,
Proud to be a mother of a newborn child...

The woman looks at the men flirtatiously;
Batting eyelashes, twirling with her hair...

Clement man sits as punctual as can be,
Knowing there are watchers all around...

The seconds go on by forevermore
As they stare at each others' eyes...