D.A.Y.O
His name I know
His face I haven't seen
His thoughts seems familiar
But even his presence I haven't felt.
It must be my imagination playing tricks on me
But still I have been holding on to this imaginations for quite sometime now.
"Dayo" that's...
His face I haven't seen
His thoughts seems familiar
But even his presence I haven't felt.
It must be my imagination playing tricks on me
But still I have been holding on to this imaginations for quite sometime now.
"Dayo" that's...