I see you standing by a window
Looking towards the streets,
as I wave my hands
You are feeling shy,
I can pretend that
as your head bows.
You smile a bit,
and the vast universe stands by.
Back then I remember a sweet girl
wearing a blue jeans and a hoddie
Spectacle was an addition to the beauty
Book in her hands,
pressing her lips.
I know you feel for me,
I can see in your sparkling eyes
The loneliness in the face,
when we say to each other goodbyes
But,never asked if she wants to be mine
And I think I will never,
as my heart shakes and stops for a while.
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