When birds sing along,
I hear you humming our song.
The soft rustle in the leaves
Some magical dreams I weave.
Dreams so fresh and new,
Dreams which are all about you...

You play with my hair,
Your eyes, so warmly they stare.
And mine smile. They smile at you,
Such moments are precious,
Such moments are few...

Standing under a nightly sky,
A drop of tear in my eye,
Looking for you among the stars,
You share my pain from afar...

                                                                                                                                                      -Reva.