Whenever I turn on my radio
Around Feb`ry, all I hear is love
Even when I open up my window
I see two birds showing love
I can’t really comprehend
What most of my friends
Would do in this climate that`ll soon end
Cos girls in their wiles
Love parading up and down
Some miles
Moving all round the town
With their impeccable gown
Displaying the bevy of their beauties
Boys also in their wiles
Pretend to be wise
They fail to realize That emotions
Aren’t chronic, they give reasons
They claim to be Heaven N’ Earth
They claim to be girls breath
They claim to always be there
They claim to always fly by air
They claim to always mind
They claim to always be kind
Always to girls they claim, when
Captured by Lust And give excuses, when
The feelings is completely lost
I wish I could find a love that is real
Like sunshine, so bright to heal
Me from love malady
One who won’t only be my lady
But who will at peak be my wife
One who will precious my life
Irrespective of some stupid things I did in my tantrums
But unite with me to do good things
One who’ll give me love that don’t last a day
But immerse me with that which doesn’t fade away.
