A Terrible Crush
Two o clock in the morning
And I can't sleep
Guess I’m too busy wishing
You were here next to me
It’s three o clock now
And I’m still awake
I've spent the past hour
Imagining your face
Another hour ticks by
And I’m falling asleep
Wistfully imagining
Your arms around me
Six o clock in the morning
I wake in a sweat
I dreamed of you darling
And when we first met
But everything was different
It wasn't the same
You had the same voice
When you called my name
But I didn't know you
You weren't my love
Your eyes had changed colour
From sapphire to mud
In my dream you weren't mine
A bitter, dreadful truth
For you see, my darling
I've got such a crush on you
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