You stand over there,
Speaking words I wish I could hear.
I just stare.

You fill me with questions I never dare
Ask, no matter how sincere.
You stand over there.

What could I say to make you care
If I were to disappear?
I just stare.

I wonder if you will ever share
Who you wish to be in a year.
You stand over there.

Perhaps if I was prettier, you would be aware
I’m even here.
I just stare.

Part of me wonders if this is fair,
That I could fall, while your heart stays so unclear.
You stand over there.
I just-- stare.