Give me a reason to cry

Things go in and out of my head;

Thoughts of you would remain there.

I wish I could have said

Things that really matter,

But then I don't have the nerve

Coz I know where I stand.

But still a sign "Reserved"

Is within me, to you I will hand.

So that you'll know

My heart is for you;

And even if I go

Nothing will change, this is true.

You were my so many firsts,

And I still want you to be my last..