Monday, November 30, 2009

Crayzee (co-written by Bombay)

It is cold,
Lack of Soul,
I am shivering yet,
I feel warm,
When I think of her.

I love her so much,
So much that I'm glowing,
I could see,
That her heart,
Was like a piece of cotton candy,
Or white marshmallow,
Sweet and innocent.

I am crazy,
Maybe she is crazy too,
I am crazy for her,
Miss her like crazy,
Oh! Crazy World!
How cruel you are,
Me? Or Them?
All of us,
Destined for one thing,
....To be Crazy.