The clock stop ticking
My heart stop beating
When I saw your face for the first time
I was not sure
Was it really you
Or an angel?
Who was coming for me
To hold my hand
And to guide me towards the brightness
The brightness of love and solace.
By Mayank
The clock stop ticking
My heart stop beating
When I saw your face for the first time
I was not sure
Was it really you
Or an angel?
Who was coming for me
To hold my hand
And to guide me towards the brightness
The brightness of love and solace.
The clock stop ticking
My heart stop beating
When I saw your face for the first time
I was not sure
Was it really you
Or an angel?
Who was coming for me
To hold my hand
And to guide me towards the brightness
The brightness of love and solace.