It is my favourite picture
The one I took of you...

You never have to mention love
To know that it is real...

Fire turns to ash
Water becoming steam...

Before you go
I have to say...

They met in times
When both felt low...

Can you imagine living a life
Where we all get along...

Your cup is empty
Strange how I still feel your warmth...

As we both sit opposite while dining
Where the candle light reflects from your eyes...

It's not the distance
As I still miss your closeness...

Tonight is when
We'll be alone...

There are so many ways to describe
Just what you mean to me...

If I was your pen
My words for you I'd write...