I don't see you,
Is that what you think?
I have eyes for no other,
But I've come to the brink.
I am tired and weary
Of waiting for you
To look once again
And see what I do.
Too long I suppressed,
The flame burns low.
Too long a stranger now,
My heart I no more know.
Is that what you think?
I have eyes for no other,
But I've come to the brink.
I am tired and weary
Of waiting for you
To look once again
And see what I do.
Too long I suppressed,
The flame burns low.
Too long a stranger now,
My heart I no more know.