The Girl
When she's in my presence,
I feel so weak inside.
I long so much to tell her,
but it's a fact I have to hide.
Would do anything to please her,
but this she cannot know.
For her love belongs to another,
and my feelings must not show.
When I sleep, she's in my dreams.
And I finally know why,
My heart tells me I want her,
but my brain says not to try.
So I sit here always wondering,
with her image in my mind.
How can I just let her go,
A girl like that is hard to find.
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