I’ve got a lot to spare
But it’s all despair.
Does she want to hear
And lend to me her ear?
Does she really care
Or looking to be fair?

Now, I’ve got all I need;
It’s as if it was meant to be.
She’s given all I’ve wished;
I know from when we kissed.
She’s shown me what can be
When one’s willing to see.
I’m far away from where
I used to find despair.

by Garret Woo

c. 2003