look at me
look at me.
It was her again, who came by
If she would only see me,
Then she would know...
I guess it will take some time,
Her smile so kind
Her hair so red,
Burning like a bushfire
Her eyes so green
Like new leaves in spring
She’s what I need.
So now here I am,
In a dessert of desire
When I see her she's like a mirage
Or is it me trembling at her sight?
I’ve got to get my vision right
But it is clear as glass
Where others take her for what she was
I will take her for what she might be
I want her to belong with me.
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