Two crescent moons, shining bright in the night sky,
Watching over each other, never saying goodbye.
Both were broken. Both lost, and alone,
Both were hopeless without the other, no place to call home
Yet through the clouds of sorrow, and the fogs of dismay
The moons shared their light, and helped each other find the way.
They've come to laugh, and grin, that beautiful crescent smile.
Love growing more and more, with each passing hour.
These two crescent moons, shining bright in the night sky...
Will be together forever, until the day they die.