Your name is all I pray on dawn worship,
Wishing you all well is all I need,
Hoping you to be in peaceful state,
Praying that you will get through your obstacles.

Sometimes I dream,
Of holding your hand,
Of laughing beside you
When the sun rises,
Or seeing your smile
On your cool face.

But when I see you,
I can't help but be quiet,
Passing through without
Saying hi,
'cause you're just too cool
To be mine.

How is it that you're so far, but
Yet so close? I want to be seen
As the girl who catches flies, not
The girl who runs for the moon.

How is it that you haven't noticed
My soul? Even though I've been dancing and singing ahead you,
Dressing silly like most girls, with heavy make-up on?

How is it that you never put a glance
On my face? As if I were a fly passing
Through, or something you disgust
Much?

I want to be seen as the girl
In the magazines, or the girl
Who's got thousand dollar shoes, or the girl everyone loves.

But I'm just a debris to you.

He loves the sun--
but it melts him down.

I feel like the color black
in a sea of colors--
soaking self with fraud soul
but the rain cleans my whole.

Maybe it was the smell of
roses in the air, or his smile
that shines delight and fair.

Maybe it was his laugh
or the brown-leathered
jacket he wears,
or the black boots
he likes so much.

Maybe it was his hand,
the delicate sensation
when it touches mine,
or his shiny eyes
when I tease him
too much.

Or maybe, maybe
it was his whole soul
and existence
that warms my heart.