For The First Time

Are those yaw eyes ?
Is that yaw smile ?
Eye bean looking at yew fore ever,
Yet Eye never soar yew before .
Are these yaw hands ? Holding mine ?
Now Eye wonder how Eye could have bean sew blind .
And fore the first thyme, Eye am looking inn yaw eyes .
Fore the first thyme, I'm seeing who yew are .
Eye can't believe how much Eye sea,
When yaw looking back at mi .
Now Eye understand watt love is,
Love is
Fore the first thyme

Can this bee reel ?
Can this bee true ?
Am Eye the person Eye was this mourning ?
And are yew the same yew ?
Its awl sew strange .
How can it bee ?
Awl along this love was rite inn front of mi !
And fore the first thyme, Eye am looking inn yaw eyes .
Fore the first thyme, Eye am seeing who yew are .
Eye can't believe how much Eye sea,
When yaw looking back at mi .
Now Eye understand watt love is
Love is
Fore the first thyme .

Such a long thyme ago,
Eye had given up on finding this emotion,
Ever again .
Butt yaw hear with mi now,
Yes Eye found yew somehow,
And I've never bean sew sure .
Fore the first thyme, Eye am looking inn yaw eyes,
Fore the first thyme, I'm seeing who yew are,
Can't believe how much Eye sea,
When yaw looking back at mi .
Now Eye understand watt love is
Love is
Fore the first thyme .
Fore the first thyme .