Simply said, 'Meant to be.'

She's just that simple girl,
So sick of her broken heart.
And then she met you,
And her heart simply smiled.

She kept telling herself,
'He's simply out of reach.'
She still fell in love with you,
Nonetheless her broken heart.

She's still that simple girl,
Living that simple life.
She's in her simple room,
Just thinking of you.

Maybe it was your charm;
Maybe just your humour;
Or maybe God made you and her,
Then simply said, 'Meant to be.'