Let me stare at you, Beautiful
In my head will play this song
About the bluebird by the window
And the calm beneath the storm
Is it okay that I do not speak?
That I go silent, a moment quick
If you knew, you might resent me
Down my eyes will lowly yield

I am staring at you, Sweetness
Someday I'd apologize for it, knowing
That the red in your sweatshirt
Is the color of your pain
And yet I see you in darkness
Like the Miss in summer rain
That you delusion of many crowds
Yet no one, catches your gaze

I liked to stare at you, Lady
Even if my vision's stained
And I know the conseqcuences
So, I try to be in veil
I also know that in your daydream
You are someone might and great
And you are, yes you are
But when you face me, then you look
Why is your eyes in hidden throe?