Crossing
Black and White , Stripes are dark.
Black is the road,
White are the stripes.
Front I move, one step ahead
Yes, fast should be the move.
There I hear, long blaring horn
Back I ran, where I begun.
Ants in a line , NO, NO,NO
They ride , as they wish on the go
Vehicles moved, I just stood .
One more try , across the stripes
'Talk to my hands' , held in air
Front I move , 'swinging' in the stripes
There I am , Fine and done
'Crossing the Road' , Oh My God !
Black and White , Stripes are dark.
Black is the road,
White are the stripes.
Front I move, one step ahead
Yes, fast should be the move.
There I hear, long blaring horn
Back I ran, where I begun.
Ants in a line , NO, NO,NO
They ride , as they wish on the go
Vehicles moved, I just stood .
One more try , across the stripes
'Talk to my hands' , held in air
Front I move , 'swinging' in the stripes
There I am , Fine and done
'Crossing the Road' , Oh My God !
