Have you seen me lately? So lost in my despair
These feelings that torment me, seem awfully unfair
I love to watch you saunter, but persue you I will not
For I do not know your passions, yet I hope they're what I sought
To me you are mysterious, like the vapor in the sky
You always are so quiet, and I can't but help ask why?
To hear those ardent words of love? So craves my soul indeed
I wait not for the sun to rise, but you who doth exceed
Forthwith the day will come, when I welcome your embrace
And all the dejected tears will fade to another place.