I'm to shy to speak my thoughts and to ashamed to just speak my name.
I'm to afraid to be myself, and to caught up in your beauty to speak any game.
To afraid of rejections so my true thoughts I start neglecting.
I sit back in a distance at time just stunned by you as you stand close to perfection.
Right now the time isn't right so I choose to just let you pass.
But if faith have it's way we'll run back across each other and the proper words to say to you I will finally get to grasp.