Will He Like Me?

Will he like me when we meet?

Will this shy and quiet girl he's going to see,

Be the girl that he's imagined me to be?

Will he like me?

Will he like the girl he sees?

If he doesn't, will he know enough to know,

That there is more to me than I may always show?

Will he like me?

Will he know that there's a world of love,

Waiting to warm him?

How I'm hoping that his eyes and ears,

Won't misinform him.

Will he like me?

Who can say?

How I wish that we could meet another day.

It's absurd for me to carry on this way.

I'll try not to.

Will he like me?

He's just got to.

When I am in my room alone,

And I write

Thoughts come easily

Words come fluently there

That's how it is when I'm alone

But tonight,

There's no hiding behind my paper and pen

Will he know that there's a world of love

Waiting to warm him

How I'm hoping that his eyes and ears

Won't misinform him.

Will he like me?

I don't know.

All I know is that I'm tempted not to go.

It's insanity for me to worry so.

I'll try not to.

Will he like me?

He's just got to.

Will he like me?

Will he like me?