There was once a chance I haven’t taken.

Many things have come and gone,

But I still regret not taking the risk.

Our friends knew of our love,

But us, too shy.

Years have passed from that first sparing of Pencak Silat,

But we still haven’t said a word.

Soon I will be leaving this school and off to college

And he will still be here.

I wish I could tell him of my love,

But I fear it might be too late.

The sun sets on a beautiful France as another day passes,

Leaving us to the moon.

Maybe tonight I can get up the courage,

Before it’s too late

We should be leaving for town soon to go and hang out.

Maybe, just maybe, I can pull him away from our friends

And tell him I love him.