Two lovers born into this life  Each born alone half of a whole  Searching for the missing part  That would fill the hole    But they were alone  So far away and alone  Mournful cries in the night  Lonely tears of hopeless fright    Would they spend a life alone  Was there someone to fill the hole  A walk in the park and fate had her day  A shared glance, eyes locked, joy flowed  Knowing the half to make the whole  Hand in hand they walk two parts of a whole    Born alone fated parts to be one  Complete now they roam  Hand in Hand  Loves whole  Two lovers born into this life  Each born alone half of a whole    Searching for the missing part  That would fill the hole