The One

I see you lying there in the sun, in the dappled shade of the tree
I wonder how long you have been there, and whether you’re waiting for me
Your eyes are closed, your breaths are deep
I wonder if you are asleep
I try so hard not to make any sound as up to your side I creep

I’ve loved you for such a long time, and I know you have no idea
I can’t reveal my feelings for you, even though to me they are clear
I watch as your chest rises with each intake of the fresh country air
I see the summer breeze ripple, bending the branches and your soft hair

The smell of you enters my senses. I store it away in my brain
So that every time I think of you, I can dream I am near you again
I sit on the grass beside you, pretending you know I'm there
My hand reaches over to stroke your face but I manage to stop in mid air

My heart beats a little bit faster, thinking how close I was to being caught
But the need inside me grows stronger, and I wonder perhaps I ought
To let it reach over and touch you, to wake you from your quiet dream
To tell you the feelings inside me, to see if you run and scream

But you aren’t the one who is frightened, the fear is inside of my heart
I am the one who sees sorrow and pain when I imagine life with us apart
But why should we part when I love you? The answer is easy to see
Because when I whisper those 3 words of love that is always what happens to me

So I sit there some more and in silence, wishing things could be different this time
But knowing they surely cannot be after that long ago, hardly known crime
How can I feel what’s inside me, when I have so much passion and love?
Am I destined to hide from the love that I feel? When will MY angel come from above?

You stir and my heart stops beating, just for a second, but still
I quietly stand and start walking up to the top of the hill
I turn and look over my shoulder, feel the love once again swell inside
But I quash it and carry on walking, wipe away the tear I want to hide

Nobody sees it but I know its there, all that passion and fire and love
But I carry on walking and wonder again… When will my angel come from above?