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I wear my best clothes on Mondays for Jasmine
I hope she notices me
It’s hard to fall asleep at night on Sundays
Cause I’m so eager to dream about her

And I think she’s amazing but I’ll never tell her
At least not for a while
Cause these feelings and longings inside
Do they come from my heart?

Cause here in my head I have all these ideas
Of things I should say oh and how I should say them
But when she’s around me I can barely speak
And sometimes it’s easier to dream

I caught the clock at 12:34
And wished that she would be mine
But before any words could escape to my voice
Oh that four became five

So this is how it’s gonna be
And nothing comes this easily
If this isn’t what I need
How come she won’t leave my head
All I can think about
Is if she feels the same way I do
And is she acting honestly
If only the secrets of her heart were written in her eyes
I get lost in those eyes
I get lost I get lost I am lost

And I wear my best clothes on Mondays for Jasmine
I hope she notices me

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