When you were away,
For seconds or for good,
I always think of you,
Deep inside I do.
I glance around to find you,
Though the fact I know I won't.
To steal glances is what I do,
To face you directly is what I don't.
I know I always neglect you,
Looking away when you're there,
It's not that I do not appreciate you,
It's just... it simply is not my style.
I limit my talk to two or three words,
Not cause I hate you, oh no, did I not.
But I'll rather hear you talk and absorb the words,
and let the world pass with hearing your voice.
Out of the blue when I come up to you,
I know I'll shift around, dodging your eyes and view.
I'll just let you think "What is wrong with this lass?"
For it helps me a lot in dealing with you.
I keep in my heart that we feel the same thing,
For I see it in your eyes and smiles that's for me,
I yet to know what lies in your heart,
But hope it's mine and faith I will keep.
