He wanted to tell her That she looked lovely Perfect That her eyes in the evening sun Looked like a Hazel paradise That he didn't deserve her He didn't deserve her And that last truth That he longed to whisper Into her ear Kept the words back And his heart locked up And all he said was "You look fine"
Someone told me that other people find you 20% more attractive than you find yourself. I don't know if I believe that's true, but I guess I'll still holding onto the hope that someone will look at me and not hold in the words he wants to say out loud.