At the door!

Cute girl!!

Bye Santosh! You bid me girl, it that saying "get out!" or saying "Come tomorrow again" ?

You pull me up, though say go down

you bid me bye and give me thorn crown

You smile and go with your rosy lips

you break my heart and make into chips

I turn my back and you call me again

Oh you forgot your bag, I come so sane

Your eyes glitter and ask me to wait

I look down my feet in a confused state

My fingers tremble, then do I sweat

my toes come in motion, my heart's set

it says to kiss you before I go down

you bid me bye and give me thorn crown

what is this oh dear, it pains me a lot

to see you shut the door, you're my gold pot

I come down the stairs, I hear you faint

I feel to stay with you, cheerful and so quaint

your open windows, you there peeping

it appears to this silly mind, my love heaping

My toes chill me down coz I miss you

My eyes search you where I can't get you

I get my side, want to come there up

to tell you my love, I think is not at my cup

You come to my mind, n' I get very hot

to see you shut the door, you're my gold pot!