Wonder If She Knows

This is the day
The day of my life
I am about to grow old
The taste of her chewing gum still in my mouth
I follow her wherever she goes
Wonder if she’d ever reckogince me
If I was part of a crowd
If I threw you a smile would it open your eyes
Would you have to look twice
I wonder if she knows that she takes all my time
Wonder if she thinks that I’m pretty
I wonder some times, did I do alright?
And how I know what she’ll wear almost every day
Every day… every day… every day…
If I were to ask out one of your friends
Just to find out where you’d go
Would I stand a chance if I asked you to dance?
Would you like me or would you let me know?
If we were to meet in a dark dead-end street
Would you think of me as a threat?
Would you feel tense, would you call up your friends?
Would you kiss me out of my breath?
I wonder if she knows that she takes all my time
Wonder if she thinks that I’m pretty
I wonder some times, did I do alright?
And how I know what she’ll wear almost every day
Every day… every day… every day…