Sitting beside you
In a bus along the highway
I’m thinking about you
And this wonderful day.
Watching you near
I’m writing my song
All I’m asking you now
Just don’t get me wrong
I see your reflection
In a window bus
I have you on my mind
Don’t ever discuss
My melancholy
My feelings inside
What you mean to me
I will hide
Music sounding in my head
Is tearing me apart
The whole world is my jazz band
The rhythm is a beating of my heart
I want to touch your hand
I want to let you know
Your smile’s enough for me
I don’t need something more.
My song is almost ready
I wanted just to add
At this very moment
I wish I held your hand.
A moment
© Copyright: Мелодия, 2005
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