THE FOURTEENTH OF FEBRUARY

I wish that I could remember the first moment that we met
If only I could remember that sweet moment that we met
If I knew then that I
Would spend the rest of my life with you
I imagine I would've held your gaze a little longer
When first our eyes met

Did it rain or did sunshine attend out first meeting ?
What words were said ? What weight given to that first greeting ?
My diary doesn't help
It don't even mention your name until that summer
When bloomed the
Seed sown on the first day that we met

I know the date, I know the place where it happened
Yet in my mind the scene I recall is imagined
As we grow old I'm sure
There will be moments that we will not forget
But I would
Remember something of the moment that we met