He is too far, it's like I'm stuck in the side of the tar.
I am behind a locked door, feeling so poor.
He is on the other side, allows me to hide.
My mind is at war, wishing for more.
Dreamed of kissing, now I'm missing.
We joke around, a friend is found.
He sings a song, all wrong.
He talks in an accent, my heart is sent.
I can't stand but like him, I can't stand it at all.
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