She rises far above me.
My reach she is beyond.
If I could make her smile.
To bring her just one.

To touch her heart.
My life it would give reason.
I would devote mine to hers.
Till the end of my seasons.

Can I catch her glance.
Much less hold her stare.
Will I touch her heart.
For me could she care.

Maybe all my thoughts.
Dreams they should remain.
Because she rises above me.
And I remain the same.