by Costin TuculescuI saw her face,
she smiles at me,what sign or meaning could this be?I
take her by the hand but she says no.
I can't resist,I must steal a kiss,
tomorrow she's gone and will be missed.
Guess I'll just wait, for her.
A sign of mine, she knows I'm hers,
but her smile still leaves me puzzled,
when I walk by my eyes meet her'sand I still don't
know what this all means.My heartbeat races,
there's so many faces,but her face won't leave my mind,I
try to see her, but she won't show.
Understanding that time is short,
and I want more than her retorts,
this time, I just don't think I'll win.
Someday,I will see her again,
and when that day comes,I will know,
what to do,'cause I don't want it,to end this way....again!