It would be you Boy
Scrub away some of the edges
The little rough and tarnished edges
And there you would be
Holding on right beside me
You have been taken
And I have been abandoned
A small talk here
A little gesture
The smallest form of pleasure
But come so many hours
It will all fade away
So today I'll behave
I won't stare at your hand
Or the sultry way you stand
I will look into your eyes
For the first time I know they won't lie
I'll say goodbye
And tell you I will be seeing you
I'll turn and walk away
Hoping you will tell me to stay
But my head and heart both know
You will never be my beau
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