An admirer caught himself
Thinking of his first lady
He daydreamed about her
He wants her to be his lfe
But some circmstances in chain him
Without a brain to present it to her
When the moments grabs the opportunity
He begun to melt like white candle
He wish upon the billions stars above
Keep hoping of the day, it will reveal
Every morning, he longs to see her face
To touch it like the mirror on the wall
How can he be start a talk as a casual talk?
When is the perfect time to find the ace?
His heart was beating faster than the normal
He seems so nervous to welcome the day
I said to him, Oh boy, just be relax and still
Wait patiently upon that precious time
Your line is not too thick to pass by
Or yourself is not ready to stand with it
And the admirer, listens to the advice
He put it into his heart's treasure box
Hide the key into his close palm, his mouth shut
And he enjoys his life as a single guy
Sep 11, 2010
Sep 11, 2010 at 2:03 AM UTC
An admirer caught himself
Thinking of his first lady
He daydreamed about her
He wants her to be his lfe
But some circmstances in chain him
Without a brain to present it to her
When the moments grabs the opportunity
He begun to melt like white candle
He wish upon the billions stars above
Keep hoping of the day, it will reveal
Every morning, he longs to see her face
To touch it like the mirror on the wall
How can he be start a talk as a casual talk?
When is the perfect time to find the ace?
His heart was beating faster than the normal
He seems so nervous to welcome the day
I said to him, Oh boy, just be relax and still
Wait patiently upon that precious time
Your line is not too thick to pass by
Or yourself is not ready to stand with it
And the admirer, listens to the advice
He put it into his heart's treasure box
Hide the key into his close palm, his mouth shut
And he enjoys his life as a single guy
© M.B Rubilla 2010
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