Holding your hand as we soar through the sky,
The world looks so different with this vision,
With you by my side as my provision,
Always providing me the light to fly.

With your smile, you give the evening stars light.
Instantly you banish my distress thoughts,
You unravel my most troublesome knots,
For you are the brightest star in the night.

Why do we search for this alleged heaven?
Because of you I no longer wander,
No longer looking for that place yonder,
No longer seeking that lucky seven.

With you besides me twenty-four seven,
I know I am already in heaven.