The poet desires to meet again for the first time to re-live the moment. The poet desires to meet again for the first time to re-live the moment.

It was that first day I met you, How much nervous I was. It was that first day I met you, How much nervous I was.

Wanted to meet up again but couldn't, Wanted to talk but couldn't... Wanted to meet up again but couldn't, Wanted to talk but couldn't...

Memories sometimes brings a big smile on your face and you blush with grace.... Memories sometimes brings a big smile on your face and you blush with grace....

Only if we meet again Sit below the branches of our dream Only if we meet again Sit below the branches of our dream

And who knows We might meet again And who knows We might meet again