I've been watching, I've waiting.. in the shadows.
I saw him again tonight. He looked and smiled at me from the hall. His eyes warm, and his smile sweeter. Not so tall, not so short. I thought it fit him fine. Darkly hair, it fell to his shoulders. Broad, slender, nicely built. I watched as he walked past me, catching my breath. His gaze caressed my face, dropped lower and I felt my features warm..
The blood rushing, coloring me and that's when I swear he knew my thoughts, perhaps..
What I was feeling. Made too obvious by the way my lips parted, and..
I'll always have my dreams..
"Sometimes, I feel that I should go and play with the thunder.
Somehow, I just don't wanna stay and wait for a wonder."