He loves her secretly, from afar. He's saying to himself all the things he'd love to tell her directly, if only he could get the chance. Ultimately he knows he never will, as the last line spins it into the definite: "...but the moment never comes." He'll always wait for her, even though the waiting is all he'll ever do.
He loves her secretly, from afar. He's saying to himself all the things he'd love to tell her directly, if only he could get the chance. Ultimately he knows he never will, as the last line spins it into the definite: "...but the moment never comes." He'll always wait for her, even though the waiting is all he'll ever do.