| Every day I go out of my way
|
| So he’ll see me passing by
|
| So near and yet we’ve never met
|
| Oh, why am I so shy
|
| When I’m alone, I’ve been tempted to phone
|
| But I’m so afraid to try
|
| He doesn’t know I love him so
|
| Oh, why am I so shy
|
| It’s easy to dream the way I do
|
| To be loved, to be held, to be kissed
|
| But how can my dreams ever come true
|
| When he doesn’t know I exist
|
| Someday I know he’ll just whisper 'Hello'
|
| And I’ll run to meet the guy
|
| And when some night he holds me tight
|
| I’ll be glad that I was shy
|
| Someday I know he’ll just whisper 'Hello'
|
| And I’ll run to meet the guy
|
| And when some night he holds me tight
|
| I’ll be glad that I was shy
|
| I’ll be glad that I was shy |