You're the bow as I am the violin.
Together; we create music words can't describe,
Alone; we're nothing more than a mere shell and bow.
You're the bow as I am the violin.
Without you, I am not able to make beautiful music,
Just a sprang here and a twang there.
You're the bow as I am the violin.
Without me, you're just a stick,
Unable to dance upon my strings to make beautiful songs.
You're the bow as I am the violin.
We are meant for each other
As we come in pairs.
You're the bow as I am the violin.
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