How boring.
Even in French lessons I'm absent-minded.
If the chime rings, it's a paradise.
See, it's lunch time.
You are a tennis player, so
You are rivetted to the tennis court.
You are so absorbed in the match,
It seems like you can't see me.
Your tanned side face is standing me up.
Selfich loneliness welling up in me......
Don't be spoony to the gallery's clapping.
You are my "boyfriend"!!!
I get bored playing with others.
Your face is in the corner of my mind.
I want you to get me quite soon,
The College Ring!
No other promises can
Make me happy.
Everybody is gonna suprised.
Let's walk and show it off!
To "Treasure" of the season that never comes again,
I want to carve my favourite initial.
The dearling smash of smile that no one else have
Get it that I am yours!
Summer wind is skimming along my back.
I don't want anymore ambiguit feeling "volley".
Make the season that never comes again to shape.
Get it that I am yours!
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