A Losing Game

I hear the voices,
Telling me to make a move,
How I hate making choices,
It's a game I always lose.

You're the first one,
That's had faith in me,
Could this game be won,
Could we be meant to be?

I dream all day,
Happy I feel,
I want to say,
Can this be real?

For I hear the voices,
Telling me to make a move,
How I hate making choices,
It's a game I always lose.

I am desperately awaiting,
For you to say,
I'm not the only one relating,
Whose heart is drifting away.

Lost in your eyes,
Trapped in their shine,
Will I take off my disguise,
And ask you to be mine?

And I hear the voices,
Telling me to make a move,
How I hate making choices,
It's a game I always lose.