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