A present was presented to me.
All I had to do was cherished it and make it so happy.
And when that gift seems to be sad?
Make sure things done to lift it up.

To me, was presented you.
To you, was presented me.
You, my love, is my reality.
Not once did I see you as a fantasy.

And my heart, my soul adores you.
And my mind thinks constantly of you.
And all I had to do was cherished and make you happy.

To me, was gifted you.
To you, was gifted me.
And you love my reality.

I guess somethings are meant to be.