Gentle little leaves love to fall down on me.
Let the clouds up above jet down crying blue seas.
As the sun sometimes kisses my face till it burns,
How does one have the power to make my head turn?
I cower sometimes when I can't understand things.
My eyes can't fall down, all because of a man, strange.
A beauty his smile he wasted on me.
The tears I share with the clouds have me drowning.
I'm not fit for his face I should turn my own now.
He tells me something now my world's all upside-down.
"My gosh, you are good looking, I envy you...",
I crumble inside, I don't know what to do.
I made a friend in a choice which led down a road.
The same man in time later said then gold behold.
He gave me a ring, may we live life happy...






Not later in time I wake up, new scene.
I realize that all I had just was a dream.