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When, in times of sorrow, I stand and weep 

About the one who lives within my mind,  

And this, my love, causes my lack of sleep,  

I recall the time when she was so kind,  

She has me sitting there with disbelief, 

Wishing that one day I can call her mine  

And giving me a great sense of relief,  

Although I convince myself that I’m fine; 

Yet my luck may begin to change today, 

As I have built up the courage to ask 

For her to join me by the county bay, 

I will have the ability to bask; 

       My love, will change how I feel when she comes, 

       Who knows what this new relationship becomes