Wrong Arrows

Once upon a time 
Faith had made them met
Love struck between two hearts
Blooming rapidly and uncontrollably

God has His own way
To show His love and power
Why is it now and why is it you
We'll never know, it's His mystery

Had it been earlier
Things wouldn't be this complicated

You asked, "where had you been all my life?"
I said, "maybe I was busy growing up"
Then you smiled and kissed my eyes
"which made me love you so much now"

Once upon a time
God was acting as a cupid
Perhaps He gave out the wrong arrows
But then again maybe He was right after all

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