She sits there waiting, waiting for something
Love, she's waiting for love to come her way
But she doesn't see that she already has it
He's always loved her
Since the first day he saw her, James Potter has loved Lily Evans
But she never saw him that way
They were friends, best of friends, but James wanted more
But was their friendship worth it?
He'd rather have this piece of her than risk it
Risk it all for a kiss.
So they kept on the way they were
Him - popular and funny, her - witty and daring
In the end, she died in the war
And he, he lived on,
And every day he thought of her and wondered
Wondered why it had to be her who died,
And not him, who had protected her all her life,
But couldn't save her from herself.
AN – most people will probably be really confuse by this, and I would have added in more detail, but it wouldn't work out right, this is the original way it was written, so that's how it will stay.