I realize you mean everything to me,
realize you are my angel sent from hight above,
but I also realize you and I aren't meant to be,
in this little game called love.
I wish I could call you my own,
mine to hold so tight,
but maybe I should lose my whiny tone,
and forget about you as my shinning light.
I want to hold you near,
and never let you go,
but I realize I'll only shed a tear,
since to you i mean zero.
I'm beginning to understand,
that we don't have a chance,
and things won't go as planned.
Shouldn't even have taken that long glance.
