We have this thing
It's always been there
Hiding beneath the words
We are both afraid to say
Behind the feelings
We try to keep at bay

We have this thing
It cannot be denied
The embers never cease
Living far beneath the skin
Behind the innocence
Deep within

We have this thing
Connected within and without
Beyond our understanding
Never letting go
Facing what we want
Believing what we know

We have this thing
It's tied to you and me
In ways of blissful hunger
Tethered at the heart
The mind and the soul
Unable to want to part

We have this thing
Which makes us more than friends
Which binds us stronger than lovers
That makes life technicolor
And makes things better
Just being with each other

I made my life an arrow,
The tip a deadly sharpened point,
So people never came so close,
That I may disappoint.
I'd sit and watch in silence,
As the world would pass me by,
Wondering how far I'd fall,
If I ever tried to fly.

You watched me with such interest,
Like it was me you'd tried to find,
You knew all of my secrets,
And the thoughts within my mind,
And you still loved me.

You looked like all the others,
But what I did not know;
Was while I'd made myself an arrow,
You had made yourself a bow,
And apart we'd both been useless.

But we'd finally worked out why;
Since you need someone to pull you back,
If you ever want to fly.
So you aimed me with precision,
And I flew straight from the start,
Until I landed with a solid thud,
On the target of your heart.