Things race through my head,

I don't know what they are

They're so strange so different

Will they leave a scar?

Everything is foreign

What am I to do

When all I see is you and him

I want to be with you

His braided hair compared to mine

How can I be your love

When he's so much more majestic

Like an angel from above

And yet here I stand

With my hair over my eye

Wishing I could hold you

Wishing I could cry,

Oh you're so sweet,

I long to hold you,

To show how much I feel

But will I ever do?

You look at me and smile

Do you know how much that means?

To wonder if I'll ever hold you

More than just in my dreams...