Metal tress stand side by side
A marching band of aluminium
Telling us to stop, or go,
Or wait for the coming ride.
And for a while I did not see
The figure standing
Black against the rising sun,
Leaning against one metal tree.
Once I looked up from my gaze
Upon the steering wheel
Adjusting to the morning light
With shapes appearing from the haze.
And then I saw that figure there,
And I punched the wheel
For taking my attention from
Those dazzling eyes and hair.
Now I have the choice to make
Each day, to be late for
School or never see that figure
Or maybe take an early trip fake.
And I haven’t talked to him yet
But he probably thinks me strange
Because once I smiled to him,
Someone I have never met.

You probably can't remember my smile
Or the colour of my hair
And if you knew my name
You'd probably forget, its easy to forget.
If it were easy for me i would,
I would give in, in an instance
To the slumber of ignorance
I would renounce the chains my heart
Has flung from my eyes and soul
To yours.
Because these chains will only pull
Whilst you kiss the sweet lips of
The girl in your arms
They'll pull, they'll taunt and i'll yearn.
I can't forget dear sir -
The imprint of your eyes
The deep brown of your hair
The pounding of my heart when
I know you're near.
And if i could put a name to your
Handsome face,
I would press it on my chest
And hope the letters reached
My chained heart
So that i could never forget that,
That names my one desire
That, that has linked my heart to its
With a simple gaze, upon its lips.