I suppose that i should count my blessings
for a young thing my world is not too bad
got a window, a place with a pillow and a friend or two
but ever since i saw his face that morning
nothing else has got the same summer sheen
will he notice my eyes have got so lonely?
he may not be the one but i want him for my own and i know
I am not good at not getting what i want
Maybe i sound like a spoilt baby
but i know that there are some who have it all
i want to join them, to feel that glow around me
i want him more each day ?cos he never looks my way and i know
I am not good at not getting what i want
If we ever found ourselves together
i can promise i will love you every day
but i've a feeling seeing is believing
you never look my way so i want you more than i can say