She

by Wayne   May 25, 2005


She likes me.
Don´t ask me why,
i really don´t know.

Still can´t believe
find it hard to conceive
i just hope i never awake
if it´s only a dream.

Want to be with her forever,
through the good times and the bad.

Because you see,
she likes me,
she likes me for me

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