Dear stranger
Another month has passed and I haven't seen you again.
My friend has been trying to get my mind off of you since then.
Walking lazily by her side, I look over to see her smile.
Oh how she talks about that guy, who has her heart wrapped up in his eyes.
And then she'll tell me more, about how he always makes her feel alive.
I wonder, oh I wonder, if ever I shall find a guy, who'd keep me smiling for days and talk to me late at night.
And how silly it is of me, to think of you as if it's real.
I wonder for that's all I do, if somehow my silly fantasies will come true.
