She was sitting in the shop

A book in her hand

Crying softly she said

I don’t understand

I’m more than a sister

Less than a fan

Not quite a lover

But more than a friend

Now I’m begging

Begging for normalcy

When boy meets girl

And he likes me

I’d flash him a smile

He’d grin right back

We’d talk a while

He’d have the knack

Of making me happy

All fuzzy inside

I’d leave feeling peachy

With a smile so wide

He threw a fist against the wall

A scowl on his face

He said, I don’t know why

But she’s so hard to chase

She’s more than a sister

Colder than a fan

Not quite a lover

But more than a friend

Now I’m begging

Begging for normalcy

When boy meets girl

And she likes me

I’d say hello

And how d’you do?

She’d reply I’m fine

I hope you are too

We’d talk a while

Until she has to go

I’d watch her smile

‘Cos I love her so