There she is...
She whom I've seen a time or two or three
There she is the one from my dreams
She whom I dare not touch though I have 
Funny it's not but still I laugh
At myself sometimes how great it would be
Time, space and opportunity
In her eyes I've seen it oh how she has entertained
The thought of being so close we're breathing the same 
Feeling warm in the rain stop then starting again
Finding pleasure in pain sucking sugar from cane
From her head to her feet feel her heart when it beats
By the smell of the wine I can tell that it's sweet
I smile when she smiles this is far from a game
She looks me in the eye and calls me by name
Crazy thoughts take over my head
Right before she says, "Hello Bobby"
I say, "No it's Craig"
Damn...