True

Southern rural land
Nurtured two hearts who've grown
Today all eyes will see
How true love is shown

Like a new moon
It glows brighter every day
Let us hear two words
A sin not to say

Like a river that cannot flow
Like a snowman with no snow

We'll stare
As the Prince awaits to hear
Words to make this fable true

The Princess shines
True love unites their minds
This fable may become true

The soils have turned
Seeds await to sow
Love will nurture all
Allowing them to grow

Whilst the river still lies dry
Whilst the snowman shares my eyes

As the river fills with snow
That the snowman kindly throws
The river now loves to flow
As the snowman shares his soul

Now all the seeds - they shall now grow...