What You Do to Me

written after watching a musical movie

Sitting on my chair,

A book in front of me,

Trying to concentrate,

But all I see is your face.

My boy, my boy

 

Keep checking on my phone,

Always hoping for your call.

Tried to hide my phone somewhere,

Not after a second, I get it anyway.

My boy, my boy

 

I went to church one day,

But felt guilty just after.

All along, thinking what you’d do

When you’re beside me sitting too.

My boy, my boy

 

You’re all I think all nights,

The first greeting as the morning starts.

My thoughts are full of you.

What did you do to me?

My boy, my boy

 

Oh what the hell is this!

You make me feel disturbed

You’re  all I think it hurts.

I said I hate this! But it’s the other way around.

My boy, my boy

Reviews

[Alfonso Garcia]

I enjoyed this very much since it had a style all its own great job!