Thinking about it makes my heart stink.
I long for a thought. Someone to think of me the way I think of you.
Will you ever realize that it's always been me.
It hurts. My soul longs for a hug.
His smile makes me scream, his laugh makes me cry, it's all I've always wanted.

How can I make him understand, that I'm standing right there.
Longing for a heart to hold.
If you open your eyes, you'll see I'm right there.