The silent statue part 1

I see your face in this madness
always there behind my sadness.
I stood waiting in the night,
hidden from your sight,
struggling with all my might
to make this dream alive
I saw you there
not knowing what to share
nor why this heart got broken.

as the sun went down
and as the light was dimmed
I saw your lingering grin
calling and beckoning me to enter
and so I called back
waiting for that answer.

but it never came
so in this utter shame I departed
ending up broken hearted
and back to wear I started
there I sat and stayed
and then I became.

as a statue I waited to here your name
not ever believing that I could bear this shame
but in this I lost to my own game
and then just became plain
so just remember who I am
I am that statue sitting on your window pane.