Just can't remember the reason why

I'm here again, waiting for you;

I'm standing alone in the avenue

'cuz I've decided to stop being shy.

Maybe it's the smell of your coat

what makes me try to hold you tight;

a cocktail of happiness and fright

hundreds of words stuck in the throat.

If you could said something nice

it could be easier to start a talk;

If you want we can have only a walk

it would be a good way to break the ice.

The sound of your voice will be my vice

it is just as magical as listen to Bach;

now you measure my beats with your clock

while I find in your being the paradise.

You know the meaning of what I wrote

so let me know you, while it last the night

'cuz when I look for you, you've already taken flight

and then it is hard for me to go afloat.

This is what I am, all I have, this is my last try

I'm on the avenue, where I was not supposed to

I'm here because you want it, you know that's true

I'm here standing in the distance, to say to you goodbye.

Romans 12:9 ERV
Your love must be real.
 Hate what is evil.
 Do only what is good.