I wish she would notice
my outstretched arms
are merely not just for hugs
I wish she would notice
all the dirty work I do for her
is just sweep under the rug
I wish she would look at me
with erotic intentions
like she looks at him
I wish she would read between
the lines of my notes
But maybe my lines are too thin
I wish our paths wouldn't cross
so much, then maybe I wouldn't
wish so damn much
I wish I could be her one
I wish she could be my one
I wish we could be one
Oh, well...
I was just wishing....