Love is in her veins; there flows a stream divine
Two crystal balls behold a face where hearts entwine
Traces of him in clouds to paint
Rainbows all over, in the air his scent.
Arms outstretched through rain every tear confine
Love is in her veins; there flows a stream divine
It's him that sprouts a dawn of hope to breathe
Those thoughts of him again to inhale exhale.
Years have gone by since, still gazing at times mirror
Thinking, was her prince real or was it a fatal error
Love is in her veins; there flows a stream divine
In its reflection by night again his face shall shine.
Mists of illusions on stars that time alone shall clear
And all her dreams will no more be a haze of losing fear
Him, she knows is real and Love, she can best define
Love is in her veins; there flows a stream divine
