I almost couldn't get my ass off bed this morning.
My eyes felt so heavy. I guess I somehow feel awfully tired.
School today was boring. Plain boring.
Wanted to head home actually. But there were important lessons.
My mind was rather empty except for certain things.

I stare at my papers, I see you.
I stare at the whiteboard, I see you.
I look at my teacher, I see you.
It's like an image in my head that repeats over and over.

My dear,
Call me crazy, call me a fool.
But I believe that dreams come true.
Rushing will never come in the picture,
For now and ever, I'll be patiently by your side.
Slow and steady, I'll pray so hard,
That in the end, my chance would shine.