A Stranger
When you walk down the road every night
Casting a shadow on my front yard
I raised from my couch with a high sense
To see the magic in the air
I smell Jasmin all over my place
I have no name for you
I have no reason to call you
But I behold until you disappear in the vicinity
You come back in my dream late at night
A friendly, loving and cute stranger
I have no words to say
I have no will to let you be away
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