I sit here wondering why it is that I fear talking.

As I sit he walks over and sits not far away

I sit and wonder does he even notice me like I notice him

It's one thing to be alone and to feel alone

He makes me feel like nothing could go wrong

He makes me feel like the only one

If I could just get up the off this seat

Walk over and say 'hi my names is Rena'

Then the world and his green eyes would be mine