It so happens with me
Almost everyday I peep towards she.
I do not know where she comes from
Sometimes seated and more in standing norm
And I board on the beses in hustle and bustle
As I am in the midst of great storm
It so happens with me
Almost everyday I peep towards she.
I do not know what she keeps on talking
Sometimes smiling and sometimes mocking
And I manage to fix my stale pair of eyes
On her unplaited hair that keeps on rocking
It so happens with me
Almost everyday I peep towards she.
It is only occasional that she tilts towards i
With her touch a curret runs in my spine
But I feel an altogether different line
And let myself tread on that new one and fine
It so happens with me
Almost everyday I peep towards she.
One day she left her beautiful hanky
That she kept on her lips almost all the time
It was me who got the chance to grab it
My amazement my name was on the piece
It so happens with me
Almost everyday I peep towards she.
I thought to throw that
I could be another of my name
But at the same time my cell clicked
And a soft voice asked:you liked the gift.
It so happens with me
Almost everyday I peep towards she.
And now she manages to reserve a seat
To talk and say I love you.
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