I was sitting in the middle of the class
Playing alone while they’re in hush
Thinking about my lovely crush
Smiling alone and I’m on blush.
While my heart is beating along
I thought of his name on a song
Maybe were really meant for long
How I wish here is where I really belong.
The four corners of this room
Are the witnesses in my bloom?
They can be the best man of my groom
This feeling of mine is on a loom.
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