I sometimes see you pass the hallways
You rarely walk, you always run
I sometimes sit beside you and you're uneasy
You look hurried, so I look away
For when I catch a glimpse of those eyes
I cannot help it but smile
And when your eyes would meet mine
Excitement rush, I melt, I'm done
Perhaps Lionel Richie said it better
That in my dreams, I kissed your lips a thousand times
And how In my thoughts you would search for me
I want to stand up and tell you to come
And hold your hands quietly
I wish there was time for hello
But in your lips it is always goodbye
So I look forward to see you next day
Let my heart will flutter when your eyes meet mine
Can you reach this heart of mine?
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