So silently I gazed upon you there
unable to speak of my love or share.
For this love sick man must never abuse
the valued friendship of his lovely Muse
The passion burning so deeply in me
has to be set free by my poetry.
For it’s difficult seeing you each week
and being unable of my love speak.
She's a lovely damsel by her looks you can tell
No sign of weakness, only her prettiness
From afar Her fairness can be seen
All I can say is lord thank you next
She was so shy and tender hearted was she
And so was I
We glanced at each other and always pondered
Always waiting for one to take the first step
We kept it to ourselves in our hearts shelves
But the thought of her always rung bells
......
So silently I gazed upon you there
unable to speak of my love or share.
For this love sick man must never abuse
the valued friendship of his lovely Muse
The passion burning so deeply in me
has to be set free by my poetry.
For it’s difficult seeing you each week
and being unable of my love speak.
She's a lovely damsel by her looks you can tell
No sign of weakness, only her prettiness
From afar Her fairness can be seen
All I can say is lord thank you next
She was so shy and tender hearted was she
And so was I
We glanced at each other and always pondered
Always waiting for one to take the first step
We kept it to ourselves in our hearts shelves
But the thought of her always rung bells
......