She sets across the room of square, br not knowing what I think. br br Lost in her book and all her cares, br my heart it seems does shrink. br br Is there a word that I can say, br to bring to her a tear? br br A word of joy spoke in some way, br that she wont forget for years? br br Is there anything that I can do, br some specialty of me? br br That of all the people in this room, br I will be the one she sees? br br I've never been a man of words, br or confidence of any. br br And if rejected where to hide, br in this world of rooms of many? br br I feel that I shall bite me tongue, br I sit still in my chair. br br And keep locked up in silence, br feelings felt but never shared.