Sights of beauty, sights of grace,
Everywhere I look I see their faces, For one is tall, smart and shy, The other is taller then me, outgoing and random, I cannot choose for they are the same age and hang out more then me, I can't help but like them both right now, Neither of them knows I like them at least I don't think they know, I want them to know how I feel but every time I open my ...