How I wish you could see the potential, the potential of you and me.
It's like a book elegantly bound, but in a language that you can't read.
There are days when outside your window, I see my reflection as I slowly pass.
And I long for this mirrored perspective, when we'll be lovers, lovers at last.
You gotta spend some time, love, you gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you'll find, love, I will possess your heart.
You reject my advances and desperate plea.
I won't let you, let me down so easily, so easily.
