If I would love you,
Would I tell you so?
Or would I keep it all to myself?
Without letting you know.
Cause am I intimidating?
Or am I gorgeous?
No.
I don’t think that’s the case.
Cause one thing I know,
Is that,
I’m no ordinary girl,
I don’t live up to most standards.
I don’t have the looks of most,
And I’m incredibly ugly,
That’s why,
I don’t shine.
I might live in the past sometimes,
But that’s very rare,
I might have my head in the clouds,
But I see you there.
I might be stranded on a deserted island.
And there’s no one to look to,
In a world where I’m all alone,
No place to call home.
So here I am,
Standing here waiting for that star to show itself.
Cause am I wishing?
For my love to come true.
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