I hold it, I fold it

I throw it on the floor

I wrote it, but maybe I'm afraid

That you'll be bored



It's very real and true and sad

And hopeful just like me

It's one of those things I'll never tell

I'll carve it in a tree



I follow you, I watch you

I thank god you're in my class

I picture us in the schoolbus

And we're holding each others' hand



I need a plan for you to fall

In love with me and then

I'll make you marry me, I'll wait...



I never wear my glasses when

I know that you can see me

You act as if I'm not around

But deep down you must need me



I draw you, every single

Feature in my head

I try to do my homework

But I dream of you instead



I need a plan for you to fall

In love with me and then

I'll make you marry me, I'll wait...

I'll make you marry me

I'll make you marry me

I'll make you marry, marry me...

I'll wait...


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