I wonder if those would look unto mine,
The same way I do, and I wonder
If those would stare at me, whenever I do..
When it passes by, like wind,
Like a soft breeze, like a summer haze
I wonder if the same air, is the same
He breathes, and kisses as he walks
When it shines, in the morning
By the old oak tree
I wonder if... I stand in there
Would I get a glance?
When I look into those eyes from a midnight dream
And I write this song, sing a melody
I wonder if...I sing
Would he dare stop by?
When I look unto those eyes
When he is not looking,
Would he know that I am,
Falling and falling?