BEAUTIFUL LADY.

The usual kind of people I see every day

I’m sick and tired of usual I must break away

But with the heat on my face

That’s from the morning sun’s rays

It’s far too hard to be bored

This day cannot be ignored.

My bus is never on time the usual again

But what’s new is that lady she’s far from the same

I’ve never seen her before

How do I get to know her

She’s bright as all fade to dim

I have to somehow break in.

Beautiful lady

Please meet my eyes

You are a mystery

Or the sweetest surprise…

Have you come for me

Beautiful lady.

Hello my lovely lady you across the street

You are my own flash of light we somehow must meet

The sun has brought you to me

It’s only you I can see

Don’t look away from the truth

This atmosphere is the proof.

Is there something wrong

Why now join the queue

Could that be your bus

Has the sun turned blue?

Beautiful lady

Please say hello

You are my mystery

Don’t say you now must go…

No this cannot be

Beautiful lady.