Looking at the minutes hand,
I began to think,
If we could be more than friends,
Won't that be so nice?
Sitting by the windowsill,
Looking at the rain,
Wondering how it feels,
To be loved once again.
I'm still not asleep,
Looking at the twilight,
Imagining you are mine,
Everything would be so right.
Looking at the rainbow,
It is so beautiful,
There's something you've got to know,
That I love you so.








