~there’s a seat open to my right~
i wonder if she’ll notice me, sitting all alone?
i wonder if she thinks about me, hanging out at home?
i wonder if she’ll talk to me? there’s an open seat to my right.
i wonder if she’ll smile at me? oh! what a beautiful sight!
i wonder if she’ll say my name? her voice is like the summer wind.
i wonder if she’ll look my way? somewhere her eyes have never been.
i wonder if she’ll talk to me? there’s an open seat to my left.
i wonder if she’ll say hello? or am I even worth a breath?
i wonder if I have a chance? would it be such a crime?
i wonder what it would take to kiss her lips just one time?
maybe I should just forget, or stop thinking about her now.
or try to get her to look my way, but I can’t think of one way how.
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