I see you and hope fills my heart.
Are you the one that I can love?
Blinded by the pain that's come before,
I need to know if you'll be there:
to hold me when I cry,
to kiss me when you're proud,
to hug me just because,
to show me, even without words, you care.
I search for answers,
but come up empty.
Too shy to make the first move,
but then, so are you.
Will I ever know?
Or will I keep wondering...
what could happen,
what might have happened?
I need to know.
No, I want to know.
Will you give me that chance?