I always see you with your friend And I think my god you are pretty I often wish I could talk to you And tell you the way i feel about you
I see you around here often And when I dont I think of you Words come so easy on paper I wish that I could talk to you
I fear that I would get tounge tied Or maybe you just dont want to know Oh what I would say to you Words come so easy, saying them is hard
I suppose I could be honest Tell you the desire i feel Oh girl I want to hold you Oh girl I want to kiss you
May 1996
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