The Boy Across the Street

There is a boy across the street Whom I'm always so anxious to greet So everyday I sit on my porch and when I see him it's like a torch he brightens up my darkest night Just a glance or the quickest sight With eyes so deep blue and serene And when he looks at me I feel like a queen I wish he'd hold me in his arms And protect me from any harm but these things he can never know Because he went out with my friend so He'll remain the boy across the street The one I'll always love to greet