There are times I look at you And see you as a friend Whereas there might be others When I'll love you till the end You tease me all the time A bully you almost are But when you blush and say "I'm sorry" I nearly melt into your arms I often say "I don't have a crush" But deep down its a lie I wish I could go up and give you a kiss But I am way to shy. So i'll go But before I leave I simply have to know Do you indeed love me?