Cayman Island

In a melancholy evening,
you and I walked to somewhere else.
Searching on something we both don't know.
We took unknown path.

Then we arrived at a place.
Simply we drown in silence. Had a bit speechless.

A place where no one knows.
A place where hidden by others.
A place where our heart belong.

I stared at the universe. 
Following the flying birds, I can see the times that brought us.
Following the sky, I can see our hearts hold on tight.
Following the water, I can see the future's shadow waving.
Following the wind, I can see your eyes covering my view.

If only they could see,
if only they had been here,
they would understand.

We got our own home.
We're the only different.
We paddle our own canoe,
to the place that I call Caymand Island.