There’s no need for the moon
To come down and say
Why he prefers to play at night
And chooses to sleep at day
No need for the wind to explicate
Why it blows and brings the rain
To spoil a perfect summer day
Just to leave the winter’s stain
Nor does the sun require
To have a reason for its glow
Why it sets so fast
And rises so slow
Do the birds have to reveal
The secret to their songs
To whom they sing it to
And to whom it belongs
No words needed to explain
Why I feel the way I do
I’ll say it loud; I’ll say it clear
I fell in love with you