I found a miracle against the crowd
Scared to lose it, I cried out loud
Heads whipped back to the sudden sound
Our eyes the met, then you gazed down.
I read between the lines
Calling the name I like the most
Retreating myself back to imagination
I would really like to be your host.
But now I remember back in the days
Of our fated meeting, of sunshine rays
Those dark eyes I wouldn’t want to disappoint
Staring daggers at me, the shame rejoins.
I looked at you yet you stared away
What will I do to this sunshine ray?
Crumpling this paper, tear it apart
What a dismay to my innocent heart.