I saw you yesterday.. just standing there.. looking all beautiful and such.. it's almost like you don't know just how lovely you look..
I wanted to cross the street and just say hello.. I didn't want this fantasy I have of you to end. I just stood there.. wishing and hoping that if I ever did cross that street.. you would be open to me..
My bravery seems to leave me. As soon as I think of not being able to have these feelings about you anymore.. I feel my smile leave my eyes..
Maybe you should be too good to be true.. and maybe it's best if I just stay on my side of the street.
You are long gone by now.. and I keep standing there as it starts to rain.