By Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora
Wednesday 2 June 2010 (1134h)
Here I sit behind you
And you're talking to your boys
Silence reigns within my head
Though the room is filled with noise
I stare at you; my cheeks turn red,
My girl catches me in a blush
I try to turn away, but continue to stare
Before I look away at last
I try to keep my distance
So I won't lose my nerves again
But when I talk to you, I feel at home;
So good to have you as a friend
So here I sit behind you
While you're laughing with your boys
Hoping soon these feelings pass
Cuz I'm drowning in your voice
Sweet, Musical and funny
You're quite the mystery
But I stand here and ask Cupid please
To kindly set me free
Set me free Cupid
This hold is too tight
Set me free Cupid
Capture me again when the time is right!
2 June 2010