At night you think
Will there ever be the one
What she looks like
What shes goin to be wearing
How will you meet
Will she even like you
Then when it happens
Will you be able to talk
There she is standing across the room
You walk up to her
You think she likes you
Then the next day
She walking around with another guy
she turns to you and says
You are just to late
Then you start crying
And say to God why me
Why is it always me that whos dreams you shatter
 
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