French Class

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I don't know what to think of it,
I don't know what to do,
For every time I think of it,
My thoughts wander to you.

It's like I'm learning this language
To communicate to you,
And tell you I care,
And hope that you do too.

But I can't seem to stand
The fact that I'm simply
Telling you these feelings
In ways that you can never understand.

I gaze at you and think of you,
You don't return the look.
But today I caught you viewing
My posture as I shook.

I don't know what to think of it,
I don't know what to do,
For every time I think of it,
My thoughts wander to you.

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