A few years ago, while I was still in school,
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I met a girl, more special than any other.
She was gorgeous, intelligent, kind, and I was a fool,
I didn't see she loved me, and I fell in the arms of another.
Today I am alone again, and it's not about my ex I'm thinking,
The girl I used to sit next to in class has now been gone for too long.
The more I think about it, the more I feel like crying,
I remember her tears, I remember her smiles, now I know I was wrong.
Now when I close my eyes, I see her silhouette,
And seeing her in my dreams makes me feel so blue.
All that is left, is that I regret,
Never having told her, Debbie, I love you.
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