When one is met by wandering eye,
Her heart dose jump so very high.
And with her heart so full of zest,
She looks to East; She looks to West.
And was this glance meant to be
Sent from you, sent to me.
Now if this look you give is true
I'd gladly share my heart with you;
Although, I'm sure you soon will find.
I'm not the girl you had in mind.
So turn your head and look away;
I'm not the one for you today.
But if you turn and look again,
I might reconsider then.
Then we might have a chance at love.
The kind no one gets tired of.
So if you would agree to this,
We will see exactly what love is.
