Window seat

I let out a sigh yet again,

As you pass by our room's window pane

I guess I just can't stand a say

That you haven't passed my way

So I sit at the farthest end of the room

And I wait for the time you'll pass along.

Maybe that's why I really like this period

And going to Drilon's everyday I will approve

For I know I get a chance to see you

This heart's longing I can't subdue

Everyday, I look forward to seeing your face

And the lonely sight of you is like Heaven's.