"Very difficult," says a little fairy
sitting all alone by herself
near a little singing brooke

and me, i was sitting by a tree
reading my poetry book
she cried to whom, i know not

"alas, finding real true love
is so very difficult"
i heard her say, and i thought
to myself, i must agree

it's time to
get lost in the moment
let whatever falls fall
don't worry about
picking up the pieces

get lost in the moment &
take every day away
take the past away
& get lost in the moment
here & now just you and I

forget what's broken &
what never will be
what never has been
will always be now
love & get
lost in the
moment