In a very unusual way, I need you to cross my way,
In a very unusual way, I act this evening in a play..
Not every moment does one say,
Rampage the rules, plunder the bays,
I burn the book of rules of love
As the ashes soar high up in the air
Piercing the blue stare of the heavens themselves,
I am scared they shall weep,
lest they heave their tender bosoms,
sighing at my harbourage..
at the cost of my identity!
Maybe it lasted a day,
or maybe it lasted the play,
But in a very unusual way, I fell in love with you today.
