Who can say this is who we'll always be? For thy love, I would change for thee. Who can say that we can only dream? In our hearts, we make life what it seems. Who are they to tell us, "Love's a foolish thing"? When they tell us what to say, that's when our hearts shall sing. We'll sing a melody, out of love, from our hearts. Who can say we aren't in love when we clearly are? Who can say?
I wrote this as text for a choral composition of mine, around March 2011. Both the music and the text were loosely inspired by my feelings towards my girlfriend at that time.