Walking past the river
On it’s sand banks
Was wondering and thinking
Why did the dust come here
From faraway lands?
Climbed up the tower I saw,
The world just below me
Kept wondering then
How beautiful it has been
Down I came,
Pulled by that sweet smell
Of the snacks in the stall
That old chap sells
And then I saw
You coming along
Wasn’t that on your lips a song?
As we enjoyed the scenes
And agreed it was tasty
I just feel so good
When you sit so lovingly beside me…
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