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