It was pre summer,
I dreamt to leave the spot
It was a bummer;
When I tried to leave the slot
I roamed the corridors for hours and
I had no deal of entertaining my girls,
Then you came around like a dead end
Now, I want to stay here until time growls
I wonder if I could have known your name,
If I\'d have captured your image,
It wouldn\'t have been so lame
My heart regrets for incapable of knowing you.