I have three and a half dark-haired fellows of ardor
The first
Plays guitar like an angel does a harp
Watches the same nerdy tv shows as I do
His smile lights up any room.
The second
Is the star of drama class
Is one of the friendliest guys I know
His smile lights up any room.
The third
I dont talk to much
My friend fancies his too
His smile lights up any room.
And the half...
He broke my heart long ago
But I somehow find myself thinking of him late at night, when all is quiet and dark
His smile lights up any room.