With my broken heart, I forgot how to smile;
I learned how to cry, and frown for a while.
I felt that I’m lost, discouraged and beat;
Until I met this girl, no other could compete.
I can smell the blooming flowers, As I hugged her from behind;
I don’t know what they were thinking, when they said, “love was blind”
From the first time I saw her, I knew she was the one.
That would make my day bright, with the warmth of the sun.