The Day I Met You
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...