I'm not saying that you're love is fake..
But it's you that a dream about.. even when I'm awake
I guess you can say I daydream a lot. When I see you walking all I can do it stop
I try not to stare.. I try to act like I don't care.
You look good in everything you wear
I remember you looked good... and I had a bad sweater
Or maybe it was a polo. We used to be one and now I ride solo.
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