Cal Hockley

I watch you from afar.
I'm third class, you see.
I don't reach your bar.
I guess this is how it's supposed to be.

You say you love her. You want her so.
But she loves him.
Jack, ya know.
So who cares about them?

I love you, Mr. Hockley. Don't you know?
Have you ever seen me pass?
I want you so.
It's like you're guarded by glass.

I may not be a rich girl.
I may never leave this ship.
But, I want you to know,
You've got me in a whirl.
You make my heart skip.

So, Until I see you again.
At least you are in my dreams.
I love you Caledon.
Now leave me to my scemes.