I could tell we were meant to be
With that sparkle in her eye
The way she looks at me
Makes me all red and shy
I hope I make her feel
The way I always do
Like when I first saw her
And didn't know what to do
I don't think this is a trend
I think that this is very real
I'm in this untill the end
Cause that's how good I feel
I can't describe it in words
It's a feeling that I've never had
When my eyes go blure
I don't think its bad
I seem to always skate
Which I know makes her mad
It's the one thing she hates
And of course I feel bad
She wants me to stop
And I wish I could
I don't seem to listen
And we're still good
She isn't afraid to cry
Which makes me depressed
As much as she tries
I have to confess
I cry sometimes too
Just not as much as her
I wish I could help you
But I'm just not sure
I could tell we were meant to be
With that sparkle in her eye
The way she looks at me
Makes me all red and shy
I hope I make her feel
The way I always do
Like when I first saw her
And didn't know what to do
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