One day.

The face of the boy I love,
Is burned into my mind.
A wound that will never heal.

One day, we'll meet on the street.
His smile will open my heart.
If we ever meet again,
I'll tell him “I loved you”.

And all the tears
That I never cried over him,
Will come flowing through.
It will wash away our past,
Then we can start all over
Again