She looks at him through the window
But she ain't one to stalk.
She says she just goes with the flow
But then she won't talk.
She loves r'n'b and its beat.
When others roll their eyes
She grooves and shuffles her feet
Like no one can criticise.
She's completely ignorant
Of charms she got
And she feels unimportant
But she's not.
She won't wear clothes of green and blue,
They don't match in her eye.
Someone tell god he erred on a hue
When he painted grass and sky.
She makes up many funny words
That come as a surprise
But they just reflect the world
Mirrored in green eyes.
She's completely ignorant
Of charms she got
And she feels unimportant
But she's not.
13 August 2005
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