Falling
Oh, my emotions are in such a turmoil!
Your kind eyes - they haunt me.
Your smile and your laugh - they follow me.
Your hand on my thigh - it's still there
In my memory.
The way you look at me-
If anyone else looked at me in such a way,
I would know beyond a doubt that he loved me.
But that's the way you look at the whole world!
It's wonderful!
Could I be special?
Or am I just wishing on a star that isn't there?
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