A look and captived  -sudden endorphine rush, making me high  Her beauty – attractive,  take a deep breath, just an internal sigh.    Standing in front of her,  can’t pretend coolness or even say a word.  Imaging a tender  innocent kiss, her turn-away hurts.      Chorus:  Am I flying, or just dying,  -seems I can’t figure out at all.  What’s this confusion in my head?  -feels I’m about to take the fall!      Alone in the nights,  depressions and doubts, but the pain's bittersweet.  Caressing her soft skin in my dreams,   oh, why can’t I simply stay asleep?!      Chorus    Next time that we meet  - nervous, childish helpless, like the very first time.  No more self confidence  But I hear her sweet voice and my heart begins to shine…