Passing by the valley, waving goodbye to our beloved hometown
Were are here together, and you catch my smile fall dim to frown….
Turning down the radio, with your glossy eyes, you do the staring
Humming up something, in my quirky mood,I whisper out”It’s nothing”….
You let go the steering to lean close to my ears, just to ask me what’s wrong
And melting down to your charm, I end out shouting ” How we don’t have our song”….
Listening to me, you start laughing heavily, only to make me more curious
Watching me sad, you grab my hand to stop me from becoming more furious….
Delicate air suddenly hums the rhythm under the sunlight
And with your melodious tone you began to cite
“Our song is the little fights that we have
Our song is the late night talk that we have in a tone which sounds too suave….
Our song is that cute laughter of yours
Out song is my heartbeat within the heart of yours….
Our song is that prayer of yours in which you wish for my well being
Our song is my thanks giving to thy Lord for making you my Queen….
So everything we do together, whether right or wrong
Our love will always be alive and eternal in Our Song…. ”