
When the day light turns to low
The moon steps slowly to my window
I put my head phone to my ears
And i glance to outside in lonely adore
Hard rocks enhance my vessels flow
Soft music stimulates my creativity to grow
I draw some illusions in the dark
That's how i play with my lark
Moonlight Mr.Lonely,
Gets peace in that only.
I have my dreams, I have my zeal,
To the dear almighty, i appeal..
Make my illusions true in the manner i feel.
My secret Of being innovative,
Resides in the lonely dark
That's why after absorbing all the colors of life,
It is dark with black remark.
I put my head phone to my ears
And i glance to outside in lonely adore
Hard rocks enhance my vessels flow
Soft music stimulates my creativity to grow
I draw some illusions in the dark
That's how i play with my lark
Moonlight Mr.Lonely,
Gets peace in that only.
I have my dreams, I have my zeal,
To the dear almighty, i appeal..
Make my illusions true in the manner i feel.
My secret Of being innovative,
Resides in the lonely dark
That's why after absorbing all the colors of life,
It is dark with black remark.