People come and people go,
Some as friends and some as foe,
In hundreds of faces, one matters
more,
Reason for that you may never know,
Thy first glimpse, thy first hello,
In the sands of time, impressions
grow,
People come and people go,
Some as friends and some as foe,
When stars glitter and moon strolls
to glow,
I dream of thy moment when eyes first
saw,
Many things to say, consciously
though,
Are never said as time tends to flow,
People come and people go,
Some as friends and some as foe,
You are special I want you to know…
