Two lovers born into this life

Each born alone half of a whole

Searching for the missing part

That would fill the hole

But they were alone

So far away and alone

Mournful cries in the night

Lonely tears of hopeless fright

Would they spend a life alone

Was there someone to fill the hole

A walk in the park and fate had her day

A shared glance, eyes locked, joy flowed

Knowing the half to make the whole

Hand in hand they walk two parts of a whole

Born alone fated parts to be one

Complete now they roam

Hand in Hand

Loves whole

Two lovers born into this life

Each born alone half of a whole

Searching for the missing part

That would fill the hole