The day I saw you sits inside my mind,

A day which I plan not to e'er forget,

The day when I transformed from being blind

To seeing things my eyes had never met.

The funny thing, it happened there in school,

Right there, and just beneath the windowsill,

Before, I would just think myself a fool

For wishing for the time to stand so still.

But that's what happened when I met your eye;

They world around us simply ceased to spin.

I whispered, "Is this what it's like to die?"

You said, "This is what it's like to begin."

And there we kissed beneath the windowsill

The day, the day that time was standing still.