Who are you too stroll into my dreams?
Hey, Pretty boy, why can't I stop looking at you?
Beautiful boy, I want too loose myself in your eyes
I want too know your name, your sign, your desires,
You aren't what I thought I was looking for-
And you still may not be,
You're a funny type of package, a little skinny too be the object of my attraction.
Beautiful boy, where do you go, where can I find you
Beautiful boy, why does my stomach seem too fall strait too the hallway floor when I walk by you?
You look at me; I know you see me,
But you won't say hello
Meet me somewhere, let me get too know you!
Oh, beautiful boy, look at me once more-
I walk past you and wonder; do you think I'm beautiful too?