Dark brown hair, darting eyes.
Want to look, 'stead I sigh.
Passes by, looks my way.
Should I ask for a date?
If I wait, will I lose?
Was her flirt just a ruse?
Passion brews, in my heart.
Could a love affair start?
Eyes still dart, look around.
Can she hear, my heart's sound?
Going down, need to know.
If I ask, tell me no?
So I go, out the door.
Not a word, nothing more.
Same old score, chickened out.
It’s what fear’s all about.
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 4:52 PM UTC
Dark brown hair, darting eyes.
Want to look, 'stead I sigh.
Passes by, looks my way.
Should I ask for a date?
If I wait, will I lose?
Was her flirt just a ruse?
Passion brews, in my heart.
Could a love affair start?
Eyes still dart, look around.
Can she hear, my heart's sound?
Going down, need to know.
If I ask, tell me no?
So I go, out the door.
Not a word, nothing more.
Same old score, chickened out.
It’s what fear’s all about.
