I think about your eyes
When I lay in bed each night.
You're like the moon and sun;
So far away and bright
And it kills me, it kills me
That I don't know you
And it hurts me, it hurts me
That I will never,
Not ever,
Have a clue
About you
About you
And it really is unfortunate that
I adore you from afar
And knowing that I'm nervous
When you're around my beating heart.
But it's true;
I don't know a single thing about you.
When you've talked to me
Your voice is stuck in my head
And it makes me wanna be
Across from you instead
And I hope that, I hope that
I will get to know you
And I think that, I think that
That I maybe,
Someday
Be able to
About you
About you
And I have a hopeful feeling that
You can lean on me
And cheerful, and laughing
Is all we'll ever be.
Hope it's true;
That I will someday get to know about you.
But until I'll always
Be thinking of your hair.
And the ring of you pretty laugh
Singing in the air
And I wish I could say
How pretty you are
And I wish I would hear your voice
When I'm alone in the dark.
And until, I hope that
I'll get to know something....
About you
About you
For now you are apart from me
Miles and miles away
And I hope you will notice me
And I hope that someday I'll say
How pretty, and brilliant you are.
And it's true
That I don't, but hope that
I will know everything about you.
YOU ARE READING
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