Say How I Feel - Rhian Benson, Slum Village, Dwele

I pan across the room

And I see his face

I start to cross the room

With a quickened pace

(quick, quick, quick, quick.)

He brushes the side of me

Like I always dreamed

He stops… to look at me

Ohhh sweet serendipity

This is my chance I’ll say it

(This is my chance)

Nothing to fear

(I'm gonna say how I feel)

I’m gonna ask him to dance

(And if he won’t dance)

Another panic attack

(At least I said how I feel)

The very next night

I see him once more

It’s not love at first sight

It’s more like lust encore

He’s floating my way

And I’m hoping to catch his eye

I’m not sure what to say

Damn it, this time, he will be mine

Oohhhh, I’m so sick

Of all this indecision

And the way, that just one look

Can rock my body rhythm

He’s coming towards me

At least I hope that’s the case

He’s smiling at me

And my pulse starts to race

He’s asking my name

Politely he turns to my friend

He’s asking her the same

(Oh no)

God Almighty will this tourment never ever … end?