I might not know your name,

But I like you just the same.

How could we have met sooner?

I might just be a loner,

Only you can change me,

If only you could see,

How sad I really am.

 

It’s only fate,

That we could date,

I cannot tell a lie,

But if we say good-bye,

You’ll find someone new,

While I’m turning blue.

Is there a chance for me?

 

As I gaze at you,

As you pass without a clue.

Your hair, your eyes; man you’re handsome.

Will I have to wait for you to come?

You won my heart right from the start,

On the court the way you dart,

Playing a game that’s way to fun to play.

 

    

     

June 1997