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.