Sitting on that bus, when we gazed at each other
I wished, we could take it further.
Saw inside your deep black eyes
A beautiful angel way to
wise.
If we make one, of our hearts
we will be each other’s moon and stars
in this small world of ours.
Girl, holding your hand, it feels
It feels that this is something real.
Sitting with you in that restaurant, while
all I can think about is that dally smile
you had already made my heart cry.
I promise, to give you everything first
One thing for sure,
never dying trust.
Come with me, I will make it the best time
I will be yours, tell me will you be mine .. ?
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