Secret Glance

I am having a blast with you
At how you say "How are you?" while we eat
How you make fun of me
Or sit beside me innocently
How you laugh at my jokes
with your shoulders moving up and down
And how you always say my name

Tonight as we
sang the song and you play the guitar
I blurted out something about me
walking out
And suddenly your eyes lit up
Asking me why,

I glanced down, ashamed
and not knowing what to say
Somebody said the words for me
And you asked if this was true
I said yes
And from then on,
I could feel secret glances from you

Wondering what kind
of complicated mystery
this jokester might hold

I could have wished I looked at you
before we departed and said good night

Wondering what kind
of complicated mystery
this jokester might hold

I just hope maybe,
as I think of you tonight on the shower
With you a room away from me,
that by the time the next four days is over

We would come up with a decision...

I hated that I had to think this way
But it was the only thing I could think of
I am this close to losing you
And this near,
four days near,
to decide if you would stay
or really are just a passing affair.

I'd hate think it was the latter...
I wish that you would choose me.