Her eyes, iris blue Instant love, how could this be true Shining like a light, swimming in throws Let love shine blossom, as rapid karma grows My former misdemeanors now a thing of the past As we lay here under moonshine, on this damp luscious grass Memories of cruelty now all just forgotten The me of old is history, a man to the core just rotton Because I have changed and this is all down to you As love at first sight is a thing of tales, but really, can be true.