Rode my bike back from the school
Remembering how she look that day
In a cloudy afternoon
Sometime in the month of may

From her skinny cambered legs
To her smile
The bright in her eyes
Stucks me in time

As she stands in the phone cab
I fall in love with her
She wears a heart printed dress
And then what I want the most is to
Pick that call

Pedaling through my neighborhood
I think I’m down on my knees
Turn the block with my eyes closed
Until I see the phone cab

Two months has passed by
Nothing can wrest you off my mind
I never took that call
I never heard her voice