I looked at her like a queen , I dreamt of drinking wine and listening to "Colors of the wind" by Marilyn in a nice place alone like we we're meant to be . I wanted to sweep her off her feet and make her love me, but now the room is so empty full of hurt and sadness sitting on the table that I dreamt of us having a good time drinking beautiful red wine , now I fill my glass up high so I can drink for two and cheers to myself "at lest you tried" . Dancing alone wishing she was here with me but now I'm left with memories and imaginations , whispering to myself "I love you" hoping she would have felt my energy , forever hoping she would come back and fall in deep love with me but for the mean time I'll be dancing like a ballerina in a music box waiting for her to come and join me.