Hoping… I smile.

Whenever she’s quiet
And I don’t know why
I look up at the stars
And ask them to be my spy
The stars come and say
They can’t tell if she’s shy
Or if she’s shut in her room
And if they can hear her cry
All they tell me with a smile
Is to be patient, because one day she will be mine.

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