IRC-Galleria

I can see how you are beautiful, can you feel my eyes on you,
I'm shy and turn my head away. I see that you get home alright and make sure that you can't see me but hoping you will see me.
Sometimes I'm wondering why you look me and you blink your eye. You can't be acting like my Dana (can you). I see you in city and then I see reflections of me in your eye, oh please talk to me, show some pity. You touch me in many, many ways but I'm shy can't you see
Obsessed by you, your looks, well, anyway "I would any day die for you", I write on paper erased away. Still I sit in diner Citylight, drinking coffee or reading lies, turn my head and I can see you, could that really be you. I see, can't have you, can't leave you, there 'cause I must sometimes see you. And I don't understand how you can keep me in chains. And every waking hour, I feel you taking power from me and I can't leave. Repeating the scenery over again