The Day I Met You

Dusk was falling

And clouds fluttered by

The night stars peeped through

And the moon was shy

I gotta admit, the day I met you was pretty fly...

The fading winter breeze

Moved across my face

The late winter fog 

Created a haze

Your cold hands touched mine

Within started a battle cry

I gotta admit, the day I met you was pretty fly...

Late Jan was when

I saw you for the first time

Your words and mine 

Created a harmonising rhyme

Our souls connected

A blissful future stood by

I gotta admit, the day I met you was pretty fly...