Lonely in the jungle called love
We're left lonely in this jungle called love,
Just the two of us finding our way through.
No help around, just God watching above,
Guiding us with a hope that we're sure of.
The trees and shrubs bow low in reverence,
Bearing witness to promises we make,
With all distractions kept in severance,
Then we can start our love without a break.
The wind stayed still as we exchanged our vows,
Granting God a clear view of our union,
So that Satan won't raise any eyebrows.
With God we'll stay in holy communion.
Time and tide may not wait for us in trust,
Still we'll defy the thorns in this jungle,
To soar to a place made for us, a must,
A chance we won't ever want to bungle.
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