If the world is still young
Then everything I see is fresh/unnamed
I will give them a lovely name
The world full of curiosity /novelty
But the first time I saw you
The world become quiet
I was in a panic
I can hear my heartbeat
And I become confused
How would I name you
There is no love at this time
There is being love at this time
Your eyes are my ocean
It hides stormy from the sea
