I can see you looking but is it at me?

[goingisntgood]

Dear lover
This is from the boy across the room
I wish I could buy you flowers
and take you to meet my mother
But it always
Gets messed up from time to time
We're only so young only so dumb
But I know that i'm not blind

Oh but can't a boy dream?

Dear beautiful
This is that weak boy with glasses
I wish I could talk to you
I'd walk to the door and pretend to look
In different directions
But I'd really be looking at you

Oh i'm so small

Of all the prettiest girls
and the people I could talk so much to
When really i've always wanted you
I thought i'd write you a letter
But he sings so much better
This childish love I wish was true

In conclusion love
It's something we must think on
Are you really all you're chalked up to be?
We're only hands
Hearts like the puppettier
It pulls at our strings
Do you feel the way I say?

Oh but I'm far too crazy for you

Of all the prettiest girls
and the people I could talk so much to
When really i've always wanted you
I thought i'd write you a letter
But he sings so much better
This childish love I wish was true

I wish I was older
So I could have the nerve
To be just like him
I wish I played so sweet
But i've chosen to keep quite
I know you'd never buy my love
It's something to think on