Every day when that boy is in my sight
I think of him at night
He appears in most of my dreams
But once I've awoken
I always feel heart-broken
At school, he's the one I find
The boy I think of inside my mind
Though I'm always left behind
So when the night comes
I make sure all of my stories are read
As I start to lay in bed
There's only one thing I really want that boy to hear what I've said...
"You're the voice I hear inside my head"
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