I'm watching you,
watching her,
watching her with those eager eyes,
beautiful eager eyes.
Because she is beautiful,
full of grace,
that angel face,
she is all i'll never be.
Your eyes they trace her face,
yet she stares the other way,
and still i sit here,
watching you ,
watching her,
watching her with those eager eyes.
She holds your heart in her fingertips,
i hope she doesn't slip and trip,
for your beautiful heart would break,
before my eyes.
She wears her wings around her neck,
unaware she stares the other way,
yet still i sit,
watching you,
watching her,
watching someone else.
