Just a glimpse of you will make my day
I get only a glimpse any way...

You're so beautiful
You're such a rose...

i wish you wouldn't ignore me
especially when I'm standing right next to you...

Why is it
That every time i climb up that hill...

Her forehead is furrowed
Eyebrow wrinkled...

A girl
By definition...

I'm still young
Is it relevant to say this...

My heart is a pile of goO
If you shoot it...

A gesture quite clear and true
A gift from me to you...

I used to catch you staring at me
Seeping through me like i was a sieve...

Isn't it strange?
That i feel so inclined...

I'm not a pile of fluffy pancakes
Don't pour your maple on me...