Too many people at too small place
I’m trying to find a hidden face
I know she’s there, I feel her grace
But I’m deadly scared of losing a trace

She kissed me twice and I’ve lost my mind
It would be difficult to leave this behind
She treats me like a very good friend
At this very point it seems like the end

I never give up, I cherish hopes
No one to cut my imagination scopes
I wish nothing more, I wish nothing less
Just if her love she would confess

My head is empty and my head is full
This is my attempt to find an everlasting fuel
We crossed the line we broke the rules
I try to justify all the reasons why
I will care enough to make her feel loved
We all have lives, I’ll make her stay

(Richard Durana)