She's A Perfect Girl, Living In My World

And She's Reaching Her Arms Out To Touch Me

Why Do I Back Away?

She's A Perfect Girl, Black Hair Up In Curls

And I'm Only Inches Out Of Her Reach

Why Do I Act This Way?



Why Can't I Just Work Up The Courage To Say What's On My Mind?

My Insecurities Gave Her The Wrong Idea This Time



She's A Perfect Girl, Living In My World

The Next Time She Reaches Out To Touch Me

I'll Still Back Away

When That Perfect Girl Tells Me I Rock Her World

I Won't Try To Force Up Any Glee

I'll Have This To Say (SAY!!!!):



Will You Leave Me Alone?

Will You Depart? Just Go