T...I...E...D
He was meant for you,
You were meant for him,
nothing should come between.
You were carved out,
he was selected,
no one should give you the thrill!
She is your back bone,
he is your fore head,
not even lack should divide.
Some times you're up and sometimes he's down,
learn to keep your heads cool and calm.
When your clouds are filled with rain,
learn the sharing game.
KEEP your gaze straight
for the knot is T..I..E..D.
Keep your fingers crossed
for the knot is T.I.E.D.
the blessing of a child is a gift from God,
but never let it be the essence of the cord.
" Pick it up from where i stop
dont let your curtains drop!
and remember,
THE KNOT IS T.I.E.D!
You were meant for him,
nothing should come between.
You were carved out,
he was selected,
no one should give you the thrill!
She is your back bone,
he is your fore head,
not even lack should divide.
Some times you're up and sometimes he's down,
learn to keep your heads cool and calm.
When your clouds are filled with rain,
learn the sharing game.
KEEP your gaze straight
for the knot is T..I..E..D.
Keep your fingers crossed
for the knot is T.I.E.D.
the blessing of a child is a gift from God,
but never let it be the essence of the cord.
" Pick it up from where i stop
dont let your curtains drop!
and remember,
THE KNOT IS T.I.E.D!
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