during my wait
there is a question
from heart
my heart
no it does not
belongs to one
you know
i know
the first steal happens
immediately at once
stealing occurs
it could go
i got happiness
my eyes sees blossoms
open every pulse
doing by my heart
sorry, it becomes your heart
so it feared
who belongs to that cute
be worry to be dismissed
the time goes good when your smile attends and my heart shows your face