My heart was a solitary hawk,
Brave but lonely it used to stay,
It flew high in sunny sky of May,
Hopeful it'd only have hovered,
Dream was damaged but alive.
The company it got was voiceless.
But yes, it was still alive.

Then I met you,
Together we flew,
Love then grew.

I met the truth,
When I met you,
Yes, I love you.