While sitting on the bench over there
i was secretly gazing at you going everywhere
everytime i see you, you brighten my days
when youre alone, your back, i want to embrace
since i saw you, i always want to see you
i always want to talk to you
but i just dont how to do
im afraid to confront you
i want to get closer from you and confess
but im afraid on the consequences if i'll profess
you might get loathed at me
but i must accept the reality
somebody told me you are friendly
but i dont want to rely on that possibility
i know i can never have you
so its better to pretend that i dont like you
