Mysterious Gal
Mysterious Gal
One Saturday morning
I was driving my car,
Going somewhere too far,
Finding for the meaning
Of my very own being,
Looking self from afar.
Then, later, a girl came,
A stranger as I thought,
Yet heart of mine was caught.
She was calling my name,
Like a coach in my game,
A direction she taught.
Yet I went nearer,
She smiled to disappear
