David Hale - Vanity Fair

Blue eyes, brown hair, somewhat of a vanity fair
Surmise, no disguise, always got somewhere to go
She got that no care, city flare, seems like someone I'd like to know
But tell me why she's so hard to get
She seems so ice-cold, uncontrolled, can't say if I've got what it takes
Because I'm stuck here, minds not clear, thinking what the hell I could say
I've been thinking what I could do
To make my wishes come true
Cuz everyday I think about you
So please tell me you will come through
Could I be crazy just to think she'd make the first move?
Should I take a step back, lose track, seems like I've got nothin' to lose
Or could I get seen, intervene, maybe all it takes are some clues
Just tell me why she's so hard to get
I'd like to think
I'd like to think I still have a chance
But it seems that every time I try to act
There's something that will counteract my move
I've been thinking what I could do
To make my wishes come true
Cuz everyday I think about you
So please tell me you will come through

Written by:
David Hale

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