I just had a dream of this young lady,
She was so familiar with enchanted beauty;
The feature of her became clearer,
When I look at her and stare.
Yes she was once my desire,
I was captured by her natural smile;
But time pass-by and she vanished,
And I woke up in anguish.
I rushed to my computer,
Checked her facebook profile;
She looks different from my dream.
’cause now there is an apple on her eyes.
The Apple of her eyes,
She cannot really hide;
’cause there is an angel,
That whispers to me every night.
“I will always be at your side.”