This Girl

This girl is so fine,
So nice and so sweet,
I wish she were mine,
That would be quite a treat,
I can't help but stare,
Love struck as a dove,
At her beautiful hair,
Could this be love,
While I'm sitting here feeling so very weak,
Her beautiful hair is tied in a knot,
She could be mine in a very short week,
Hopefully she will not see me or I will be caught,
I cannot be caught in this tedious game,
For I really truly think love is to blame.