There's a boy somewhere with bright blue eyes,
standing around and watching the skies.
He's carved our names in a grad oak tree,
we want, we need, we have to be.
There's a boy somewhere with super smile,
I remember it, though its been a while.
We wish so much that people could see.
But you can't understand because you can't see me.
There's a boy somewhere with a heart of gold,
his chance at Love about to unfold.
Just one person can set it free,
but it's hard because you can't see me.
There's a boy somewhere who is loved so much.
By you, by me, and we behave as such.
He must be happy, on that we agree,
but thanks to you, he can't see me.
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