somebody for me

You walked right into the room
You see them welcoming you
Like the princess to a ball you've never been...
He was captured by the beauty you've shown
And he wants you not to be alone
But out of your sight he stays
As you're having fun, he can only gaze...
Trying to take a look from a distance...

Then comes the day, he can't contain it anymore
And out of nowhere you're from he breaks
A symbol of beauty, a gift for the princess
A secret to tell, a scroll in the wind.
Flowers to capture the eyes of her soul
Only to say what his heart really longs.
The princess wondered, no one could tell
Who has this secret? Where did it come from?
What's the answer to this riddle?
Until that time, she'll live for free...
Somewhere, someone, there's somebody for me.

January 4, 2005 23:45