I don't know why.
You know I try.
When I go home I just want to cry.
All the miles I would fly.
And then die.
So high, when she's around.
When she is near.
I fear she will never be mine.
Everything I am.
Everything I will ever be.
All the things she will never see.
Because the moment she walks by, I get so shy.
I need it all. I really need it all.
I absolutely need it all.
I need her.
