Sonata

http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=84wiSBP42Fw

I came across a short film by Ryan McDougal on youtube, and I could not resist setting words to it.

i walk the streets under the moon
to let the darkness conceal
my confusion. i stop by
your window again, and i
gaze in at your pure beauty
and your warmth. you torment
my soul in the agony of
the meek who never inherit
even the dust in my palm. you're
a golden bird on a silver branch
inches away from my fingertips
i'm afraid to stretch out and
hold you in my hand i'm afraid
you'll fly away and i'll never
see you again. footsteps crunch
past beyond my vision and i wonder
what it would feel like with
you by my side. i wish
i had something more to offer
than this timid little rose but
its red is the red in my veins
calling out my love my pains
all the things i should say
but cannot. time trickles by
shadows melt beneath streetlamps
and yet i wait. should i take
this chance should i leap
can i fly... i turn to walk away
but i cannot run from you.
now it's my hand on your doorknob
and your song on my lips.