As we walk
I think,
I think
should I talk?
As we pass the creek
I take a peek
into your beautiful green eyes
You know,
the ones that never tell lies.
As we walk,
I ponder my thoughts,
Our love is like that butterfly
that I once caught.
As we pass the lake,
I look at your hand
that I was too nervous
to take.
We continue our journey,
Basically in two different ways,
And I realize that our love
is like a beautiful light haze.