by Meciria
Thinking of u
While stepping in to an imagination…
Gigantic trees along the sides
Of a lonesome street
Fresh flowers blooming in the morning sun
Your beloved is on the way, they say...
Waited till i saw the beloved approaching
The glitter in his eyes would defeat the stars..
The smile in his lips told the passion..
He really cares I knew
Suddenly I could feel some disturbance
What does it mean? I never knew
The morning sun was going down
And the flowers were slowly turning back now
Your beloved is on the way back, they say..
What really happened? I never knew
But I stood there waiting..
Thinking of u
While stepping in to an imagination…
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