The Boy Next Door - Emilie-Claire Barlow

The moment I saw him smile

I knew he was just my style

My only regret is we’ve never met

Though I dream of him all the while

But he doesn’t know I exist

No matter how I may persist

So it’s clear to see there’s no hope for me

Though I live at fifty-one-thirty-five Kensington Avenue

And he lives at fifty-one-thirty-three

How can I ignore the boy next door

I love him more than I can say

Doesn’t try to pleas me

Doesn’t evn tease me

And he never sees me glance his way

And though I’m heart-sore, the boy next door

Affection for me won’t display

I just adore him

So I can’t ignore him

The boy next door

I just adore him

So I can’t ignore him

The boy next door