Pearlish : Written In The Star

It's a song that's meant to be,

That's why it's destiny.

It's like a tiny, tender seed;

That sprouts out from a rock.

Even in the most hostile domain,

It thrives still, against all odds.

It's a miracle, it's destiny,

That's how it happens to be.

Somewhere in the middle of nowhere,

Two wandering souls, they meet.

She is made of morning mist and glorious sunshine.

A golden gleaming pretty sight.

Charged with the rays of the sun,

She is filled with love, life and fun;

He is made of stardust and luminous beams.

A serene soothing sweet dream,

Draped in placid peaceful cloak.

He is a mighty knight of the night,

When flame of love in heart ignites,

It fills whole universe with delight.

No raging storm nor daunting snow,

Could quench this burning inferno.

So that's why it's destiny.

A song that was meant to be,

And will be sung forever and more,

This melodious magical lovelore.