At the sight of your eyes,My mind flies away,And all that remains,Are flames shining bright. When we interlock hands, That flame flows higher,Gracing my hand,Giving me hope. At the touch of your silk lips,My eyes close tenderly,And pain from days past,Fade away. As our arms intertwine,We hold each other intensely, The world can hurt us no longer,So long as this flame grows old.