Thinking, dreaming, wishing
I stand here, watching you from afar.
The way those girls hang off you,
Feeling so much jealousy is bizarre.
When you look at me, my hope floats high in the air.
But it’s the girl behind me, you’re looking at.
And you saw me drool and stare.
You see right through me, you wouldn’t even care.
But you’ll notice me one day,
You will I swear.
