Remember our first meeting?
Crowded,
Cloudy skies,
Waiting for the rain to come down.
You sit by the window,
Shaking hands,
Stop the bus conductor.
I got lost,
I was really lost that day.
In your eyes,
Your lipstick smeared lips,
In the sweetness of your face.
Can anyone be so beautiful?
Who can be given a heart to see once?
Looking at you
And I kept asking myself questions.
Love at first sight - I never believed in it.
I was forced to believe that day,
After seeing you
It's raining outside,
At the next stop you go down,
I couldn't believe it,
This is how you get lost again.
I remember then my tide - ebb,
Dormant i love,
I was just looking at you with crooked eyes,
I was trying to explain.
You then, at your whim,
Listen to Head Phone - Song,
My then open sky,
Just love songs all around.
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