A sudden posibility for another day, an incentive
for me to try and stay another day.

I'll do what I can, to learn your names, and give
me some words so I can stand.

This only makes me sink a bit slower,
another day for me, another night for
torture.

I take this sudden blow again and I celebrate
your intelligence and beauty where I stand.

She impressed me, wearing just blue jeans
and no make up, just perfect.

It could have been so comfortable, you so
far away and me staying closer to myself.

She then remembered me at a certain celebration,
black suit, tie and white converse, afterwards she left
elsewhere to some fair and other concerns.

She then remembered...