[Sabrina Catherine]: 479.My Strange Dream

I think of his face
I begin to space
My heart will soon race


I think of his eyes
My heart changes size
He's not like other guys
Kalyn treats him like a carnival prize


I think of his hair
There's a flare
But as long as that relationship's there
I'm a nobody and nowhere


I think of his height
I love him with all my might
He sees with a different sight
Eny and jealousy have quite a bite


I think of his intellengence
But now there's a fence
Everything is tense
Nothing makes sense