I'm staring at you,
behind your back,

My hands touching yours,
trembling,
quivering,
as it glides across yours,
when we're carrying the speakers from my car,

I look across the hall,
and there you are,
making me want you more and more.

I've never met a guy like you before.
You're everything I wanted
but, you shoot for the stars,
never looking back.

And there I was left aside , left staring, left caring.
Without a clue in the world, that maybe you've overlooked me.
I'm the girl you'll look at once
but, never twice.