Hey, there..
I’m writing u from over the highest stairs,
where everyone stand and stare..
at beauty of the view and feel the warm air,
oh I can’t believe I’m finally over there.

Do you miss me? Do you still care?
Or there’s another man?..without the (wheelchair)
But no he’s not rare !
I’ll try to walk..and take you everywhere
you’ll live a life sweet as a fairytale
dance under the rainbow, and under the rain.
I know I’m being late, and that’s unfair.
But wait for me few days and I’ll be over there…