Hey, Girl What You See In Just The Reality,
Now We Are Apart And Still Fighting For The Previous Love Quality..
Come Babes Let Me Show You The World,
Because I Am Just Whirled..
Want Your Support For Again To Be Curled..
My Mornings Used To Start With Your Voice,
And Never Ends Coz Of Our Choice..
I Hate Those Idiotic Boys..
They Wont Do Anything But Will Just Destroy,
Stop Playing With My Heart, It's Not A Toy,
Whisper Your Love Again Dont Make Noise..
The Way You Touched In Morning,
Felt Like On Beach While Sun Soaking..
Just Want To Listen Your Voice Once,
It Makes Me Sing A Verse...
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