a sullen and secretive tear

Andrea Bocelli

A sullen and secretive tear
That started there in her eye...
Those socializing bright young things
Seemed to provoke its envy...
What more searching need i do?
She loves me, that i see.
For just one moment the beating
Of her hot pulse could be felt!..
With her sighing confounding
Momentarily my sighs! ...
Oh god, i shall expire;
I can't ask for more.