All the boys are queuing up for you,
I'm pretty sure that I still want to,
join the back of the line,
I'll have to wait a long time,
but i still want you.
Put my hand up to the morning sun,
the seals burst and it's just begun,
emotion flows out like a stream,
my hearts ripped at the seam,
but i still want you.
I've been reading more John Keats today,
but this feeling just wont, go away,
if it's love then I'm a fool,
seven more days of school,
and still I need you.
The Queen of Jesmond,
you're the Queen of Jesmond,
and i'm sorry if i've embarrassed you.
I wrote these words and i'll spit them out,
'now my thoughts are immersed in doubt',
but you haven't got a clue,
every song I write for you,
I write them for you.
I fall in love so easily,
and trouble always seems to follow me,
and sometimes less is more,
but in this case I am not sure,
but I still need you.
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