I'm sitting across from you,
And dreaming of the things I'd do.
I don't speak, you don't know me at all.
For fear of what you might do,
I say nothing but stare at you.
And I'm dreaming, I'm trippin' over you.
Truth be told, my problem's solved.
You mean the world to me but you'll never know.
You could be cruel to me,
While we're risking the way that I see you.
That I see you.

Conversation's not me at all.
I'm hesitating, only to fall.
And I'm waiting, I'm hating everyone.

Could it be you fell for me?
And any possible similarity.
If it's all, how would I know?
You never knew me at all, but I see you.


I'm so tired. Yawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwn.
Trying not to think about next week.

With Love,