Our love is like hand made paper; held together naturally.
Our love is like hand made paper; we were bound eventually.

Grown from the earth, apart we grew and we still have a lot of growing to do.
After years away from each other, we were brought together so we could discover that…

Leaves and grass, bonded by a glue, and I still didn't even have a clue.
The more I think, the more I look; our hand made paper makes a beautiful book.