Hey You Girl!

Hey you girl, dressed up in blue.
Acting like I don't stand a chance.
But when I'm not looking at you,
you'd slyly, quickly steal a glance.

Across the lobby from me she sits,
pretending to read a novel.
Stuck on the same page last ten minutes,
concentrating hard, but not well.

I know you like me. And no,
it's not just my ego speaking.
The thoughts you're trying not to show,
like water in a basket is leaking.

So beautiful thou art dear,
And so yes, I like you too.
So close that book, come over here.
And make my daydream come true.

I'm down with the modern groove;
on ancient customs I don't insist.
If a girl like you makes the first move,
oh boy! I sure wouldn't resist.

So find that courage that may be scant
to walk over here and say hi.
If you don't, I'm afraid I can't;
cause like you, I'm terribly shy.

Music ease my tears, save me from this bottomless hole of sadness.
Music tease my ears, pleasure me and bring me happiness.

There was a time
when you hadn't a clue;
now you gasp in horror,
and sob.

As if you hadn't made me this way.
As if you hadn't told me I was worthless.

Did I fight back?
Yes.
I took out my swords and shields,
and enacted war
on myself.

And you didn't know.
All that time, and you didn't know.
Well now you know.

I wear the pants you gave me
on all the days I miss you.
They weren't torn or faded,
and barely even misused.

Its funny I remember
the night you said "Just have 'em".
Whats funnier is I never thought,
or even really fathomed;

that out of blue you took them off
and said "They're yours to own..."
I never wondered or remembered
just what you did wear home...