When I'm with you, I'm not the same,
I get this feeling, I can't explain.
Friends we are, and nothing more,
I wish I knew you, way before.
I wish you felt, the same as me,
You and I, were meant to be.
Every night, I think of you,
As if every dream, could all come true.
I want you, to be my first love,
We could hold hands, share kisses and hugs.
I want you, to see how i feel,
And for you to realize, this love is real.
There is one thing, I want you to know,
I want our friendship, to grow and grow.
I lay on my bed, and look to the ceiling,
And remember those times, I felt that feeling.
