I been accused of talking too much about you.
All my friends say, you're a typical girl.
No different then the rest.
They point out your smile.
Is no different than the others.
They point out your face.
Is only the seperating thing.
They even state your voice.
Do sound sweet.
And even went further to compliment your feets.
And through it all.
I notice one thing.
The way they notice you.
And that the felt you love me true.
Which they notice when noticing you.
Which is so easily to do.
And you notice them noticing you.
And spoke of them being jealous too.
When you notice them noticing you.
Sep 7, 2012
Sep 7, 2012 at 9:39 AM UTC
I been accused of talking too much about you.
All my friends say, you're a typical girl.
No different then the rest.
They point out your smile.
Is no different than the others.
They point out your face.
Is only the seperating thing.
They even state your voice.
Do sound sweet.
And even went further to compliment your feets.
And through it all.
I notice one thing.
The way they notice you.
And that the felt you love me true.
Which they notice when noticing you.
Which is so easily to do.
And you notice them noticing you.
And spoke of them being jealous too.
When you notice them noticing you.
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