In Trouble

Here in Dublin with all its sights to see
The streets, the bars, the music
And all I wanted was to be with you
I knew I was in trouble

When the cold wind made you shudder
And all I wanted to hold you close to me
To give you all my warmth
I knew I was in trouble

When the girls of Dublin passed us by
And I couldn't help but think that the
Most beautiful one is right by my side
I knew I was in trouble

When you left for the airport that day
I wanted to tell you how I feel
Instead, here I am, alone in my room
And I know, I am in trouble

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Smitten

When I close my eyes and try to think
Dublin passes me by in a blink

But these few things I'll never forget
Memories etched in my mind's net

How your face lit up
when you heard the bagpipes.

How your eyes tried to take in
the bright Galway sky.

How your body moved and swayed,
to the sweet notes of the guitar,
that the buskers played.

How you hummed with laughter,
at the smallest of things,
so effortlessly.

How the wind made your hair fly,
You didn't need to straighten them up
You looked beautiful that way.

How you walked without a care,
as if the world had a beautiful score,
that only you could hear.

These are the things I'll remember
even if everything else fades away.

And another thing, before I forget,
I think I am smitten with you,
if that wasn't clear enough yet.

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