You make my gaze turn towards the moon,
And you make me swoon.
Swoon over your everlasting presence in my memories, blanketing my mind in a sweet symphony.
A symphony of bashful smiles and long lost dreams, but not everything is as it seems?
Stain my thoughts with your hidden pain,
colour my mind with your kind words.
Communicate those little secrets, there's no need to be discrete.
The change between us is louder than the patter of my heart, drowning out the meek communication.
I'm waiting for you, I'm watching the moon, waiting for you.
Do you swoon over me too?
I'm fixated on the way you express yourself, leaving no one to question your feelings.
words stifled, my emotions left trifled with.
come claim my heart, tame it, say it's yours.
for i'm just too eager to be the one you talk to at night.
the one you wish well, the one to spill all your tea with, and the one to bring you happy tears.
the one.
I want to be the one.
I wish to be the one.
I'm tired, but my gaze turns towards the moon and once again,
you make me swoon.
