Back then,
Wouldnt have looked
Twice his way
Yet,
Here he is
Standin' at your door
Roses in hand,
His heart in the air
He's different now
You think to yourself
He looks at you,
Cant think of anything else
Other girls want him
You know
But he loves you,
For sure
And you dont want to take it slow
But now,
On this warm summer's day
All you can do is,
Look his way
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