There’s nothing like the early days of love
The only thing that matters is it
A beginning that will have no end
That first touch, that first kiss
One ever remembers
Two birds are on the wing soaring above
Keeping them aloft —- the winds of love

Trust and kindness intertwine
Looking out for each other
It all will be fine
It’s magic, a mystery
Creating moments to last for all time

There’s nothing like all the days of love
Doesn’t time just fly away?
The flavor and fervor grow
Happiness, the sign
The current kiss is as good as the first
The ardor never wanes
This is love, real true love
Two hearts it claims