When I saw you, my heart grew light, A quiet thought rose in my mind: Could it be that someday soon You might become mine? When I saw you, I lost myself; A strange and sudden kind of madness Rose from deep within my heart And came into the light. I wondered why I’d fallen so— How would it happen, what would come? If you were ever to refuse, What would become of me? The thought of you belonging to me Left my restless heart unsure; I wondered how to make you mine, And dreamed of you being mine. ⸻ What first step should I take now? Should I meet your gaze with mine? Or gently take your waiting hand And speak these words of love? Or should I first come close to you, Speak softly, offer praise— Of your beauty and your grace, Your youth and shining charm? Or should I ask you quietly Of dreams you hold inside, Your secret hopes, your hidden wish, The feelings in your heart? Then softly to my heart I said: “Have you the courage now To speak the love you hide within And let the truth be known?” ⸻ Then one day when I saw you there, Our eyes at last did meet; And suddenly I realized You too were watching me. There was a shy and gentle look Within your tender gaze; And in that quiet moment’s glow My hopeful heart believed. I told myself, “Today we’ll speak, Today the words must come; Today our hearts will finally share The truth they long have known.” When I looked into your eyes I saw a youthful fire; Your lips were touched with tenderness, Your face with gentle smiles. I reached my hand in quiet hope And softly touched your hand; From friendship there our story grew— And love began to bloom.
