I'm standing across from you I'm dreaming the things I'd do I don't speak, you don't know me at all
For fear of what you might do I say nothing But stare at you I'm dreaming, I'm tripping over you
be told, my problem's old You mean the world to me but you'll never know You could be cruel to me Why go risking the way that I see you That I see that I see you, that I see you, that see you, that I see you\"
Conversation's not me at all I'm hesitating, only to fall And weighted, I'm hating everyone
Could it be...you feel for me? In any possible similarity If it's so, how would I know? You'll know me at all...
...But I see you...
\"I'm standing across from you I've dreamt alone now the dreams won't do
Truth be told, my old You mean the world to me, but you'll never know You could be cruel to me Why go risking the way I see you
That I see you...
I'm standing from you I've dreamt alone now the dreams won't do