How do I find,
the courage inside. . .
to let you know,
that it's you on my mind.

Should I sit back?
Or take this one chance.
What will she think,
if I reached for her hand?

CHORUS (1):
Though I may not know,
the dreams that you chase.
The one thing I know,
are the curves of your face.

I don't want to hold back.
I just want to beleive.
That love does exist,
in spite of my history.

Show me a way,
tell me what can I do.
'Cause I get no rest,
when I'm thinking of you

CHORUS:
Though I may not know,
the dreams that you chase.
The one thing I know,
are the curves of your face.
If I could just find,
the words to say,
I would describe,
how you took my breath away -
The moment I saw you walk by.

The moment I saw you walk by. . .