Sister.

Dark haired sister see.
Hark you call to light life's mysteries.
And epitomize the compromise that comes from looking in your eyes.

You'll always be a mystery to me.

I watch you dance.
I stare entranced.
Every step choreographer and planned, in depth drafted by His hand.

But You'll always be a mystery to me.

One glorious day with a smile.
Stunned in love I'll walk down the isle.
You'll shed a tear and box my ears and say you better come here for new years.

But I'll ease your mind when I say, how could I ever walk away.
Your my sister and you see.
You'll always be a mystery to me.