Some time I find myself lost in the nostalgia of that day
when we were out for the first time.
She was innocent, she was chilly
she speaks slow, but was witty
She doesn’t see in you
but her eyes kill inner in you
She was an naughty angel
who gently moves her love buds around you,
Gives a life time memory and a snake in you.
I am just trying to hold that dream in my eyes
and wish to carry on my night
How would you overcome my love
When you know dreams are mine
and you are my girl.
