I finally met a boy
that makes me smile, that's never made me sad. He makes me laugh,
I never think of you. Too bad he's so much older than me, and next
year he'll be gone. Too bad that when I think of him, I'll still think of
you, too. I met a boy I'm happy around, and I'm still friends with you.
Too bad that just like you, he'll never think of me like that. I guess
it's a good thing he doesn't mean as much to me. This boy is honest,
he makes me think. He's funny, but serious. He's funnier than you,
he's even smarter, I'm sure. I finally met a boy I like, that isn't you.
But that's the worst part. I met a boy, he'll just never be you.