September 2010
August 2010
If you want it.
We can keep it anonymous.
I’ll be your pool boy.
With a secret that you can trust.
At your party,
Walking by with a tray,
I’ll try not to break the glass.
I always knew that you were first class.
So if you ever wanna come back.
Well we could get you in a nice dress.
With people calling you “Your Highness.”
All I know is that your so nice.
You’re the nicest thing I’ve seen.
I wish that we could give it a go.
See if we could be something.
I wish I was your favorite girl.
I wish you thought I was the reason you were in the world.
I wish my smile was your favorite kind of smile.
I wish the way that I dress was your favorite kind of style.
I wish you couldn’t figure me out.
But...
