• I always daydream in school
    about my unforgettable crush
    Most of the time I feel like a fool
    Memories appear before I blush
    His arms grab me with lust
    Holding me tight, I feel his heart beat
    My tears falling down and turning into pixie dust
    Our love is like a flower with powerful flaming heat
    Treating me with honest respect
    Whispering in my ears and making me sweat
    To be married to him, it would be perfect
    Don't know if I could let him go yet
    I don't want him to walk away
    Daydreaming of my crush
    With happiness and sweet sorrow