A thousand ways to write your name, and only one is yours.
I sigh your name into the breeze, as I lay outdoors.
I think of you, and as I do, to before when we had met
Caught me by surprise, I found a heart as kind as mine, and yet,
I must see with my own eyes.
Cautiously and carefully, and when I met you so carefree,
I knew, as sure as I could be,
the man I met was me.