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How can I explain to you
How can I tell you what I feel for you with what words
I will sing you a song
And the love poems I write for you
You read them at home
And you won't be surprised
That there are poems that speak of a passion
That you were unaware of

So you will know the reason
Why I want to be close to you now with such eagerness

Just a dreamer
I will be for you
Maybe, maybe, maybe

I have only had a glass of wine so you don't judge me
It's just that I've been carrying this for so long
That I didn't want to miss the opportunity to see you to confess that I have watched you
That I have always followed your steps in silence and you without looking at me and me hopeful to kiss you again like that afternoon when for you it was just a game
But you are not guilty of my feelings
Nor are you obliged to reciprocate
Just tell me that when you get home before falling asleep
there in your bedroom
You will open the envelope where my verses go and you will read them with much respect
Just that

Just a dreamer
I will be for you
Maybe, maybe, maybe