Dancesing..

one day,
saya jalan-jalan,
saya jumpa awak,
saya tengok awak,
tapi kantoi..
awak cakap..
kenapa tengok aku..?
sebab..
saya menghargai kecantikan awak,
awak cakap saya gila,
its true..
saya dah pun gilakan awak,
haha..
awak tanya,
kau nak apa hah..?
awak maybe apa yang saya nak..

second day,
selisih dengan awak lagi,
at the boutique,
awak pilih t-shirt orange,
so that's your favourite colour,
you called me..
cantik tak..?
what you wear suites you..

now,
kita dah sama rentak,
with no doubt,
awak suka menyanyikan,
tapi saya suka menari,
but doesn't matter,
because..
we're dancesing..