A sea of sadness
Whenever I feel sad
I go down to the beach to cry
I had so many chances and I blew it
If only he knew
That I too
I'm scared
Afraid of taking this chance
to make his day
Maybe then we can stay
playing with each other
till night come
If when that day come
How will the course of this
change?
I wonder
I hope when that day comes
the moment
the mood
I'll know what to do
then I'll be cool
no longer looking like a fool
It would no longer be a sea of sadness
but an island of exotic sensual paradise
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