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| Written by Kelli Strawbridge |
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| This was just one of those times in my english class, which was the last class of the day. I was staring, basically staring at this girl that was right across from me. She's not my type, really preppy and popular, but I always thought that she was beautiful. But to this day, she's never known and she never will. Lady I see you everyday You’re more than words can say I suddenly love your way I’m completely in love with your eyes, don’t ya know? Beautiful . . Who’s lucky enough to touch your face Who’s crazy enough to ask for your grace I’m knocked out enough, to dream of you And I try to look forward to being your man I know you’re not looking, so I have to understand That this is reality, she would never be with me Beautiful she is, tell me there’s a way How come you don’t look at me? If I’m not worthy for your eyes I’ll understand I never understand how much beauty could be Until I saw you I found dreams come true Beautiful It was just a glare, just a glare, not a stare Because if it was a stare baby, it would be much more just to touch your hand just to touch your hand And I always try to get you to talk I always dream whenever you walk I’ve never seen such beauty in your form You just don’t touch, wherever I come from March 1999 |
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