There was a little boy,
who had little boy toys...

She sat dreading the night to come,
She wished she wasn't going alone...

I'll wait for you,
my sweet sweet Lue...

Everytime it comes to my mind,
I get out a piece of paper...

Dreams of us,
will come true...

What can you do when all you can think about is...
It all seems to have went by so fast...

I went and saw a movie,
it was pretty groovy...

Some people say fairytales do come true,
But, believe me I no longer believe they do...

You left me with "I think we need to",
All this time I wanted to be with you...