• I imagine laying upon a blanket
    thinking about us, night and day
    not wanting to inquire such a bold statement
    just curious of what you would say

    Your gaze toward the night sky, downward by day
    walking around with such sorrow
    it makes my heart want to say
    wishing to bring you a better tomorrow

    Amongst friends, I wonder, could we ever be more
    bring upon each other, such happiness and joy
    despite whatever reaction, not a weariness of feeling sore
    with what's already said, no more shall we be coy