i came up stage,
with a paper in my hand.
i glanced at the audience,
and almost couldn't speak.
tongue was tied, lips in line.
not because i was scared
but i was hoping,
you were there.
listening to every words i speak,
watching every move i make,
and looking at me
the way i secretly looked at you.
i just want for you to hear,
the emotions i didn't want to keep.
hey, i got the second place.
and you probably don't care
but i really never want to reach above.
'cause all i want is,
to be the winner of your heart.
