<em>I see you there, standing on the corner<br/>Watching as the sun goes down<br/>I know you cant take your eyes off me<br/>But baby you'll never get me<br/>We're two different people, <br/>On two different sides <br/><br/>We try to say, how much we feel<br/>But others never let us<br/>All I wanna do is touch you<br/>To kiss you, to tell you how much I care<br/><br/>I watch you from my window<br/>I see your face in shadows<br/>Others can say that I'm no good<br/>But I know with you I could fly<br/><br/>I want to fly<br/>With the wind carrying me<br/>I want to fly to you<br/>With knowing you're there<br/>Waiting.<br/><br/>I long to tell you, how much I care, <br/>But others they interfere<br/>They keep us apart, <br/>I watch you, I want you<br/>Together we could fly<br/><br/>I want to fly<br/>With the wind carrying me<br/>I want to fly to you<br/>With knowing you're there<br/>Waiting. [repeat]<br/></em><br/><br/>She looked over the words again and smiled, not bad.  She had the idea, she knew what she wanted to do.  And they weren't bad.  Of course it was just the lyrics, she hadn't thought up a tune yet, she would have a tinkle later on the piano, when she was alone, she had an idea though.  But she would never dare show her lyrics to anyone, they weren't that good.<br/><br/>She folded the paper and tucked it into her bag, then she placed the bag over her shoulder and walked out, needing a coffee and wondering what was going on with the band.  She sighed, they were gonna be hard work she could tell.<br/><br/>As she moved across the floor, she didn't see the lyrics slip from her bag, landing next to Carry's guitar.  Marie wondered where everyone was.<br/><br/>“Anyone want coffee?” she shouted, frowning,  what had happened to the rehearsal?<br/><br/>