It was always autumn in my heart,
But now, It's the month of June,
I'm always Surrounded by blissful spring hues,
Previously, on any street full of people,
I preferred my ear plugs,
With or without music,
But now, all I want is you,
Your voice, your actions, your hugs,
All that to prevent me from doom,
If you don't trust me,
Flay my heart,
Guess, you'll find who?
How many times, I think, I've been in love?
Million times a day,
And each time with you.