I am not sure what she said
I loved how her silky words flowed
How her face filled the corners of my head
And I am sure my English she didn't know
We walked the hot market streets
Simply smiling and falling
In love with the simple gestures of meaning
It is love when our eyes meet
With a simple touch
I let her know
I was falling quick
And in that second I tasted her kiss
The day began to fade
Under that bruised setting sun
She walked to the bus
And she left me where it all had begun
Though I returned
To that dirty market street
I failed to see; I failed to meet
The girl I couldn't understand
I hope she knows just how much she meant to me
