In the world of eight billion people, he knocked me dead.
With his every joyful smile, he's taking place in my heart.
His giggling, like music to my ears.
His enchanted presence, lighten up my day,
Being a stranger, I didn't care,
Those dreamlike eyes make my heart flutter.
His childhood manners, stole my heart,
Although, he's a stranger to me,
His presence brings comfort to my heart.
He's attached to my heart,
He brings me joy, I can't deny,
He's like a moon in the sky.
A strange connection, I can't explain,
Mask man, I call him, just a playful name,
But deep inside, it's just a friendship, I aim.
Those feelings, dance upon my soul,
I saw him smile, my heart aches,
Those wrinkles, I can read his eyes.
He's a certain habit, I have,
He's a comfort and a sense of luck,
It's like having a lucky charm.
Filling my world with pure delight,
He seems to become that one for me,
And that's totally fine.
