There was a time, and not so long ago, 
When a girl whose voice was a whisper 
Fell in love with a boy whose face was a shadow, 
And he fell in love with her.

Although she could barely see him, 
She heard his words, strong and true; 
And though he could rarely hear her, 
He saw her eyes shining with hope. 

And they were children of eternity, 
Born on the wind and their bicycles, 
Never fully seeing, or hearing, 
But fully understanding

That love goes past limitations 
To where our true hearts dwell.