Such a bright smile you have
Thy reflection have seen in my glasses
My hair flowing by the fan
As I stare at your face in an awe
I sit in my chair
Waiting for your stare
Your hair flowing in the air
My heart pounding in the flare
I watch from afar with a stare
I hope you dont really notice to be fair
Hoping this little feeling wont grow in a flash
Though I never talk to you I still feel this flare
