I run and I run,
But I can't find her
She says she's waiting
She's not too far
And then I see,
And my heart jumps in glee
Just beside an old building
Stands my cute little girl in tee.
Black beauty, was my first thought
Whoa, she's damn fair
But the moment I look into her
She hits back with a glare.
Difficult akash, difficult
I keep murmuring within
This girl is something else
But what makes you so keen?
On my bike, I give her a ride,
Could life be any better?
I remember the date, I remember it all
The first time that I met her.
She loves the rain,
She loves to check out men,
Yet somewhere she's nice and shy,
She has a head, which is full of wit
With a few texts she can make me fly.
I drop her that day,
And it starts to rain,
And I think, how time just flew away;
A few more minutes,
A few more seconds,
But lord had other plans ahead
I leave her that day,
But she stayed with me
And with her some memories
Which will perhaps never fade...
