You might not have porcelain skin
You might be a little underweight
But to me you are perfect
My only destiny; my fate

I want to talk to you
The man that I see around
But my instincts contradict my wants
And so I meticulously turn around-

So you won't see me
So you won't see how much I want
You to see me
But you don't, although you do taunt

With that hair and smile
And charming personality
Boy do I wish we could unite
For I do love myself a good romance
And I just can't get you out of my sight