Believe me, my heart then
was brimful of spring
love, ah love I hugged
the most wondrous thing!

I was young and naive
too mindful of what the poets did sing
one winter dawn I woke up
found a faded fairytale-- caught me weeping!

They say love is like flight
and fills your heart with delight
But it is never like that, right?
It's crash landing from a height
and many sleepless nights

I was telling the night breeze about your smile
And
I asked her to go check if you're also thinking about me