To the Singer

Quietly, observing, waiting, hoping
To you I'm still invisible
I watch you laughing, dancing, singing,
Hoping one day you'll say hello

I'm too afraid to talk to you -
I go over phrases in my head
Try to come up with something new
But I scare myself instead

I know your smile well,
it lightens up my day
I don't know exactly when I fell,
But its too late to run away

I know I'm still invisible,
You'll probably never see me,
So sing for all eternal,
With the same bright voice of glee.