get me a boy with a skateboard
and we'll put our shoes on and go far abroad
i'll take him to places with falling leaves in a park
talking about nothing and dancing in dark
but i'll never ever fall in love with him
because my life's so short and my eyes dim
get me a boy who speaks like a scholar
to be a nice way of forgetting things that are smaller
below us both, that we can laugh at and make
tiny changes to our lives of hope filled with ache
however you'll never see a sparkle in my eye
for he's not the boy i want who'll make me cry
for he's just someone that you'll give to me
that might heal the pain for a day or two
and then again in a cycle i'll wrap my head in blue
thinking of when someone might have a clue
about life, passion, and love
that drives me so crazy in search of this boy
