Rode my bike back from the school Remembering how she look that day In a cloudy afternoon Sometime in the month of may From her skinny cambered legs To her smile The bright in her eyes Stucks me in time As she stands in the phone cab I fall in love with her She wears a heart printed dress And then what I want the most is to Pick that call Pedaling through my neighborhood I think I’m down on my knees Turn the block with my eyes closed Until I see the phone cab Two months has passed by Nothing can wrest you off my mind I never took that call I never heard her voice