Him
I see him in the first thing every day,
And after he watches me walk away
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I get those little things
That they call butterflies
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His mouth shapes a hi
But all I can do is let out a sigh
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When I see his bright green eyes
My small heart flies
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When he smiles
I stay a while
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When we have to go
My heart whispers no
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A goodbye 'till tommorow
My heart fills with sorrow
