Blue

I knew a boy who's eyes were blue.

Living next door to me,

he was an easy target for a spy like me.

The sun came up and he was there.

The sun went down and he was there.

Everyday his eyes were blue.

People asked me:

What is it with you and this ocean blue?

I would reply:

I knew a boy who's eyes were blue.

I stole his privacy,

he stole my heart.

Each day I loved that blue a little more.

I wanted to know more and more.

What does he dream about when he's asleep?

Does he think about me?

Does he even know that I'm alive?

Today I still want to know more and more.

I wonder if his eyes are still that blue?

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