As it was all meant to be

This small town knows you,
The small town has started knowing me.
Here air is fresh and the sky blue,
And the stars here knew, what was meant to be.

People here know you for long
And they have started knowing me,
It is where you’ve been, where you belong
It is precisely where it all were meant to be

The evenings are serene and the mountains blue,
The whistling pines keep whispering to me
The story between me and you.
Meant to be, meant to be, it was all meant to be.

And now the town knows our story-
A story that wasn’t written by me
Don’t ever feel down or worry
As what is meant to be is meant to be, meant to be, meant to be.