Many a music for the soul,
and the folks, i enjoyed.
To my innocent memory, what
shall i pretend, that my gaze intend?
Saw the charm for the first time still savouring,
will i ever believe in magic?
Untimed destiny reveals it might be tragic.
Because what i long for, is this charming girl!
A certain place i recall where the dark of the night meets the light of the day
unto that horizon i make my way
She just loves to call it happy times,
I’d like to call it “I Love Us” the way we are.
If by any means The Smiths are the best indeed,
I believe am listening to them already, often enough which makes me smile.
Its so just that she loves their music,
what i talk about is this charming girl!
On her own all the times
not a clue what’s on her mind.
I think she wants to be discovered
her deepest thoughts to be uncovered.
Miracles never happen, they give way for co-incidences.
Fate then packs them in a bundle of events in life,
takes me away from this entire world in a whirl
the one i wish to be with is this charming girl!
On a happy summer evening at a park in New York,
we would meet someday like an answered prayer of an ageing woman,
gazing the city, she would figure out what she eventually desires.
She would smile and leave after a while, i guess now that she is happy.
Love is sometimes about knowing oneself before one figures out the other,
Disillusioned by the memories we ever had, i now realize, we were not meant to be,
To be there when you needed me, coz i was always there as i know you very well
For you, you were always to me is this charming girl!