It's a new face and a new start
He enhances the beat of my heart
It's fresh and new, 
Like the moring dew

When I first saw his face
A feeling of joy came into place
And new thoughts
Witch I started to embrace

The thought of having him beside me
Became more real to me
But, he was still a mystery.

But then I start to think, 
Of him, whose name is engraved on my heart
The fear takes control over me
Not wanting me to see what can be

Why can't I just be free to be with whom I wish to be
And to see what I wish to see
Or to feel the feelings that are being harvested deep inside
of me...

Why do I bare this curse?
Of being me...