Notice
The day I first saw you,
Your eyes had this captivating magic in them,
Not everyone, not all could read,
The insecurities hidden behind your demeanor,
Not even that girl who sat next to you,
On our only ride back home,
These rides on a rickshaw,
Were our secret place to unite,
To bore into each other's eyes, like lovers do,
But we were...
Your eyes had this captivating magic in them,
Not everyone, not all could read,
The insecurities hidden behind your demeanor,
Not even that girl who sat next to you,
On our only ride back home,
These rides on a rickshaw,
Were our secret place to unite,
To bore into each other's eyes, like lovers do,
But we were...