Tall girl – brown hair,
Looked just like all the rest,
Might be average,
But Im confused I love here,
Is it my head? I just cant think now,
It seems that I am caught in a web…
Is it my head? I just cant think now,
It seems that I am caught in a web…
I turned away,
Hid – but she saw me,
It was childish,
Hiding in a wardrobe,
It seemed like a
good idea at the time…
Is it my head?…
What the hell should
I do from now on?
I cant do this,
Run away forever,
It seems simpler
to buy a hat and grow a beard
Is it my head?…
But I turned round – plucked up my courage,
I kneeled down and held out my hand and
She laughed loudly – ruffled my hair and
I sighed deeply – Ill never wash that, it
smells like perfume – I need her dress now,
I turned round and my friends were laughing.