Here’s a story of a girl,
Who’s a mixed up muddle in a mixed up world,
And she has her eye,
On the sweetest guy,
But he doesn’t even know she exists.
Now she, bats her eyes,
And she, flicks her hair,
But he never even notices her being there,
Then she, bites her lip,
And she, says hello,
But its not like you’ll ever know,
The way she feels for you.
Next is a story of a guy,
Whose mind’s made up and here is why…
This girl likes him,
The feelings begin,
But they still need a meeting to start.
Now he’s, big and tough,
And a, heavy jock.
When she walks in his eyesight’s locked,
Then he, waves his hand,
And he, shouts her name,
His mates start to call him lame,
So he gives up on his dream.
The high school dance is coming soon,
Big ballgowns and big ballroom.
They meet on the floor,
And each is sure.
That this is their fairytale.
Here’s a story of a pair,
Love is floating in the air.
They took a chance,
At the high school dance.
And now they’re living the dream.
Heres a message to all of you,
Seize your dream, it will come true.
Take this guy and girl to blame,
Things will never be the same.
They’re king and queen of dreams.
Sunday, 8 February 2009
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