I'll hold you in my arms, and ne'er let go.
Let us be as hands praying to the Lord
In Heav'n above, clasped together with a
Faith that can only be shared between us.
I'm the lonely owl, and you, the sparrow,
For the night is mine, and the morn is yours.
Unlike lovers we are with love so great
That together, we become dawn and dusk.
Today's ending; I smile for the morrow,
For you whisper three simple, but true words
In my ear. You chose me with love, not fate,
And now we are bound with joy, hope, and trust.
I'm glad you became my lover and friend;
Two have become one 'til the very end.