I meet you this summer,
talked for only a breif time.
But i was with another guy.
I thought you were cute,
I saw you at the fair,
i shook your hand.
But i was with another guy.
Me and that guy are not together anymore.
But i live away from you,
even tho my heart lies close.
I wish i was with you
and got to see you all the time.
Then you could be the guy.
