T'Was Meant To Be
In the midst of a busy schedule, in the midst of another usual morning,
I met the man; I met the man who I had long asked god for;
Yet, busy I was, so busy I was with a reality that could never be mine,
And a device I knew could give me space, a space where I’d stand confine.
A glance or two, I did not know, I did not know that be,
But I could see, Oh I could see, that lives before, so many before, it was mine be truly, he;
I told myself that it couldn't be, it couldn't be coz it nay be true to me…
He asked me why; he asked me why, a year later, it was we;
Love it was, not at first sight, not at first sight but the rest of our life had we,
At every glance, saw our love cherish and grow to become that tree,
The tree of love, the tree of joy, we saw it nurture free,
Along the sides, along its tides, it grew bigger and better and glee.
Yes, that’s my life, my life with you,
It was a dream, a dream come true;
The eyes that saw, the touch that felt,
The million years that crept,
To a reality, a reality that wasn't you or me,
It surely was, it always was, that we really meant to be.
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