A Song About A Girl

When I catch myself with butterflies or getting tongue-tied, she's there

And I find I'm thinking of her eyes, her smile, and her gorgeous blonde hair

When she walks by, my heart just pounds, and my feet can't even touch the ground

And I wonder if she even knows I'm there

Every time I hear a love song, I picture her face

When she's there in the same room, I can feel my heart race

Every simple interaction is a puzzle to me

As I innocently realize this story of a love that cannot be

She's the kind of girl who's beautiful in just a faded T-shirt and shorts

And she brightens every face in the room when she walks through the door