Betsythewriter
Every Saturday night I set there and look out my window,
I see your smile and I wish I was the reason why.
I want to cry as I slowly grab my pillow,
I wish I wasn't so shy.
I wish there was a spot for you and me,
I hope someday you see we are ment to be.
I hope your there the day I skydive,
I'm tired of being so far apart.
I want you to take me for a ride,
Watching them talk to you breaks my heart.
As the night comes to an end,
I know you will be my friend.