• The wind makes the curtains dance
    As we held onto eachother
    A song came from the wind
    The whistle and the rain
    The thunder and our voices
    Our voices joined with the music
    As if we were adding words to the melody
    We clung to eachother
    As if it were for dear life
    But we felt that if we let eachother go
    We might as well be dead
    The stars and the moon were our spotlights
    Like we were preforming a ballad, a symphony
    But not just a symphony
    A miracle
    A miracle of the everlasting lovers
    A ballad of the colliding hearts