How often would I lose myself thinking
I would bare my heart at your feet?
I would fancy holding on to it tightly
And confessing: "I love you passionately!"
But I would think too: a heavenly angel—
How could I show my love so openly then?
I would revert to my thoughts once again
And then conclude: best to stay far away
And worship you in this life all by myself.
No one should see my love's intensity
No one should see me shed tears profusely.
But this day you yourself came my way to say
"Till now, my love for you I couldn't display!"