When did you stop being that annoying little girl
And grow to what you are today?
Like dew becoming a rainbow!

I’ve known you all this time, yet only now do I see you
Holding you is like holding a fragile little bird between my fingers
How come I never saw before today?

Surrendering to you is the best thing I ever did.
Who needs strength and pride, with a bird like you in their hands?
Could I make sense of it all except in your eyes?