We talked not much
But now you speak a lot
With passion, sometimes
Make me laugh
Man, I think, you walk with an aim
You seem knowing me a lot
And have seen all my works and words
But we met only twice
Man, I think you walk with an aim
I appreciate your compliment
And I accept the birthday present
But man, pay attention
You walk with an aim
So I keep silent for making distance, as an end