He was my definition of sunshine
Wrote songs for him I'd long to sing
Scribbled words that wouldn't rhyme
Waited for the day he'll call me "mine"

Well, It did happened
The boy I dreamt became my man
He called me "baby" instead of "mine"
It sounded better even beyond time

But I guess that's how life goes
People change as the wind blows
And even the sweetest lines would turn sour
And love stories turn memories, just like ours.