I will wait for the day
when you will be in front of me,
when I would hold your hand
and get down to my knee.

I would fall in your deep resplendent eyes;
just like a ball flying to the boundary
giving four runs in byes.
Then you will ask whether
I really love you,
we know, giving an answer to this question
is a very special thing to do.

After that, a soft music by Michael Bolton would flow
and we would dance hand in hand with flowers on the floor.
Next, I would narrate you a flamboyant love story
and you would look back with a smile having Mona Lisa glory.

Oh! Oh!! What is happening?
I think my dream is collapsing!
Suddenly the alarm clock bangs on my dream
the show is over it seems.