Big kisses for small fishes 
Property trading 
The wrong places 
We all work hard 
For God's blessings 
There's no mistaking 
She feels important 
If I had a soul 
Would I recognise 
If I looked just like summer 
Would I realise
Red sails 
Into the sunset 
The only reason for her leaving 
Come tomorrow 
Will she be closer 
Too many secrets 
I should have told her