Someone
by P.J. Sutherland

I feel her eyes  watching me
Recording all she can see 
Each little movement that I make
Every breath that I take
I remember years gone by
Loneliness that made me cry
Til I found this quiet joy
A true love not fortunes toy 
The warmth and understanding
A  tune for two hearts to sing
Once more she is standing there
I can feel my passions flare
But I will not  touch her yet
In the dark our eyes have met
B'Elanna will always be
Someone to watch over me

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