This guy.
This guy looks through me in a strange way,
He doesn't say
But i know that one day
He might just pull through,
Maybe stand up and be a man
Ask me out or hold my hand
thats the kinda guy i like, who isnt afraid to try
If he wasnt so shy
So i'll just wait and see
who knows, he might just take me by surprise
I wont wait for long, cause this aint no love song
Why does he just stare at me
is he afraid i might just get up and leave
But, i wont cause deep inside i feel something
Like bee in the bright blue sky, whos just waiting to die.
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