Gaze

Each time you turn around and look at me with that gaze,

It makes me lost and helpless 

As I fall into that maze.

I wonder if it's me that keeps falling,

Or is it the time that keeps stalling?

No intention of stopping,

No intention of going on,

Because each time you turn around and look at me with that gaze

I keep on falling inside that maze

And tell the whole world about the jewel that I found.