Our song is playing and goosebumps appear at the tug of my sweater;
your warm hand glazes my back
You squeeze me closer and I melt into you
You complete me.

This garden of ours was built slowly, but with patience we prospered
What once stemmed of dandelions now blooms roses
The sun reaches out to hold us in its arms, but together we are too bright
We outshine it.

Music from your car blares, and our laughter envelopes the streets
The energy of us consumes me
As we sing along, the song begins to drift away.

You give me a look, your green eyes capturing me in them
We hold hands for a moment appreciating the stars.
But even with the sun and the moon on our side, time is not
And our song gets lost in our memories together,
and a new one begins to play.