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I dream of marrying you
but only in my fantasy.
I know it can't be true if we talk about reality.
But my little faith says it's possible.
Somebody tell me what to do?
Oh why boy I keep thinking of you?
Every ticking of the clock I hear your voice too.
I'm not acting fool coz you're beautiful.
I admire you not because you're popular.
There's just something about you that blows me away.
You're one of a kind,different from the other guy.
But what do I really know?
I don't have a pretty face that you can brag around.
I'm not even bubbly to make you laugh.
I'm just an ordinary little girl praying for your love.
At some nights I stare at the stars,
wishing I can also stare at your eyes
drink a cup of coffee beside you.
I'm begging Heaven to see you even just in my dreams then I'll be happy.
But I know this is just an infatuation.
Damn feeling I can't resist.
I dream of you as my first kiss;
first boy to have my first dance with;
first boy to show me how to love,
what is true love.
The only boy to be my first and last.
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