The beautiful thing is that

The beautiful thing is that
Which looks like you
I keep you in my eyes
For my dreams
How am I worst for you
Sometimes you may think that
I am a bogus thing
To which you never want to face
Because there are horses for race

The beautiful thing is that
Which looks like you

Love is wondrous
As tower pica inclined
But my father puts me
I have a dirty mind
Due to my anxiety
I leave out society
And singing this song
Which go around you

The beautiful thing is that
Which looks like you
I keep you in my eyes
For my dreams
How am I worst for you

Why you try to have a friction
When I try to have a motion

The beautiful thing is that
Which looks like you

In the mere of your eyes
I want to sail my boat
Why don’t you fall rain
In my land of drought
Cause!
I am a bogus thing
To which you never want to face
Because there are horses for race

The beautiful thing is that
Which looks like you

I keep you in my eyes
For my dreams
How am I worst for you
Sometimes you may think that
I am a bogus thing
I am a bogus thing

The beautiful thing is that
Which looks like you…

Words: Vinay Prajapati
Penned: 2002