They talk about it all the time
Even with you standing right there
They even ask you if you know
But you don't really seem to care
You standing over my shoulder
A million times you could have seen
All that I feel, put into words
Covering the papers once clean
You'll walk into the room
While we're talking about you
We shut up instantly
I'd not be shocked if you knew
I've accidentally dropped hints
My "Nothing!"s and my falls
Perhaps you don't know just yet
But we've had some close calls
Author notes
written 1-15-2008
(by Erin)
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