How long shall I have to walk
On the zigzag path of love?
Without you my words get lost
Like a homebound lonely dove!
The people I meet on the way
I ask for your address
They don't care so they always say
You are in the wrong place
The zigzag path wastes my time
Life becomes prose without rhyme
I keep on looking everywhere
To see your pretty home
I can't control my emotions
It becomes a time-bomb
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