This is not just another day,
But, an arrow has struck from up above,
While, sailing from his finger-tips,
Cupid hath struck another love.
He's held gently by her eyes,
He's entwined in her arms,
She's rocked his cradle of pa**ion-
She smiles gently like the sun,
She's fallen deeply by the thrust-
She's held gently by his eyes,
They unite beneath the stars,
They bid goodnight to the evening sky.
And, by the light of the moon,
Their two shadows entwine,
Kisses softly whisper in the dark,
Cupid's done just in time.
By the early morning rise,
They glisten beneath the sun,
Together they brilliantly shine,
Their hearts unite as one.
Cupid's arrow has struck again,
Love will surely flow.
Wherever Cupid is sure to strike,
Only three hearts will surely know.