My mind wanders, My heart beats out of rhythm, As I see visions of you. Does it even matter, That I'll never be as lucky as them - The girls that get to kiss you? I can kiss you when I dream, And I can dream of you whenever, Whenever I have a moment to myself. Does it even matter That none of this is real, Except for the love that I feel? You may not know a thing. You may not feel a thing. Inside me is enough love for us both. Even though you don't know me I want to love you. I want to kiss you, now.
My mind wanders,
