| When I wake up in the morning, I think about you. Reaching school, hoping oneday, you wont be shy, as usual, hoping one day, you won't be afraid of what the others think, just thinking, maybe, your wonderful smile, and sweet eyes, might light up as usual, it aint your fault your so beautiful, hoping one day, your sweet smile might light up, by sometihng I have said, or done to impress you. Having flashbacks, of your eyes, and how by saying the simplest thing, you would hide your sweet smile, as shy as a bride, thats how I would describe you. I can't dig up the words or courage to say "I love you". |
