We met an awful night
Your eyes were not bright
I thought I could be your light
To surpass everything with delight
Seems like I ain't right
And we gave each other fright
The ending’s not here yet
Still in the fight
Blindfolded, armed with flashlights
In the aftermath
I embraced you so tight
So tight that I almost lost my sight
Now we play like an air and a kite
Looking forward to our next flight