You see her as she walks right by you
she notices you but you have no clue
feelings start stirring and you lose control
sick to the heart when you see her soul
she sits next to you on the bench and wonders off
you sit and wonder if you should confess your love
her fragrance a lours so much power you cant handle
you feel her warm smile light up like a candle
you try not to stare but you just cant help it
you keep an image to last so you wont forget
she stands right up and she walks away
your chance is gone just like yesterday
you sit and look at your feet and wonder what if
your chance is dead its gone off the cliff
oh well.
Apr 15, 2013
Apr 15, 2013 at 8:53 PM UTC
You see her as she walks right by you
she notices you but you have no clue
feelings start stirring and you lose control
sick to the heart when you see her soul
she sits next to you on the bench and wonders off
you sit and wonder if you should confess your love
her fragrance a lours so much power you cant handle
you feel her warm smile light up like a candle
you try not to stare but you just cant help it
you keep an image to last so you wont forget
she stands right up and she walks away
your chance is gone just like yesterday
you sit and look at your feet and wonder what if
your chance is dead its gone off the cliff
oh well.
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