Hiding from the crowd
Scared to be found out
Must not be caught
By the people around.

When we're on the road
Walking holding hands
We have changing mood
Always being errand.

We were both sick of it
Our heart often skip a bit
Running in a corner again
And there we remain.

I know we're both tired
Both hearts half broken
Freedom we've desired
Hard words we've spoken.

But I'm so much thankful
I met someone like him
Each day is beautiful
Though it's half dim.

I know he's so much hurt
Of keeping this a secret
Our relationship hanging
Both emotions are dying.

But I know one day we'll be free
Free to move, free to love
One day the world will see,
Two doves flying up above.

One day the world will accept,
Our love for each other they'll respect
One day we'll be free from agony
Yes one day we will be free.