I hear the chaos
I feel the rushing beat
You're there, a masterpiece
A combined beauty of silhouette

The moon's hiding a piece of you
And here I am searching or so,
The strands of my hair, the emotions,
Slowly are drifting and fleeing

You're taking steps one, two, three
And deep breaths as you look at me
"Someday?" I hear you say
I whisper "maybe." As I watch you walk away