When you look at her, You crack a smile. When you look at me, You look right through. I'm sure you know, How I feel. But when she comes by, I mustn't be real. Do I mean a single thing? In your heart do I have a place?
I wish I knew.
How does one know when they are in love? To find that one special person And to complete the other Fully one, together.
But when you look at her, I disappear. I wasn't ever real Am I at all?