I'm sitting on the side walk,
hoping you'd look at me and start to talk...

How have I lived these past years?
Not knowing you...

You go so far just to come close again,
your actions seem queer since you say we're just...

Love...love...maybe not.
The first time I met you I thought I had no shot...

My hair so smooth and straight,
I release it as it falls down my back...

Everytime you log on...
my heart starts beating a wee bit faster...

I am in such a dilemma,
Alot like you feel when you have nausea...

Trustful wings I bear,
with deep resent as to why I cared...

More than an average high school fling,
more than just a crush...

I've fallen for you,
baby I'm sorry it's too late...

You never knew someone so close,
would be able to do such a thing...

How do you find the courage,
to look into my eyes...