There she is
Her Celtic eyes came to rest on the crystal unicorns
Strangely, I'm overwhelmed
And I take a mental photograph
Wouldn't it be funny if this stranger turned out to be
the one that dances with my soul forever?
Six years of flitting within the fringes of the firelight
the undeniable truth
but now I'm living in her Celtic eyes
like the crystal unicorns
Here we are
Still as one, and we'll handfast again in lives to come
Strangely, I'm still overwhelmed
And I still keep the mental photograph
Wouldn't it be perfect if this stranger turned out to be
the one that dances with my sould forever?