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His Best (In Her)
As he walks right by me
Leaving the faintest memory
Of a glance in my direction that I
Probably just made up in my mind
I smile and try to
Walk a little taller
I try to glow a little brighter
But in my heart I know
He doesn't see
No
He only has eyes for
Who there is no surprise
She’s the exotic looking girl with the
Copper hair and the smoky blue eyes
Gleaming olive tone is the fruit of his eye and I
Can’t help but admit
It’s sweet how he admires her and
It’s sweet how she admires him admiring her and
Isn't it bitter that she just
Happens to be my best friend
Jealousy
Being only one deadly sin
As long as I keep from committing
The other six
Maybe God will make me an exception
After all He has to understand how
Hard it can be to
Long for someone who is so
Obviously fond of
Somebody you care for too
Am I not as good
Am I not as cool
Am I not as beautiful as the
Girl I’m talking on the phone with
He only has eyes for
Who there is no surprise
She’s the exotic looking girl with the
Copper hair and the smoky blue eyes
Gleaming olive tone is the fruit of his eye and I
Can’t help but admit
It’s sweet how he admires her and
It’s sweet how she admires him admiring her and
Isn't it bitter that she just
Happens to be my best friend
It’s not like me to complain or whine or
Pour my heat out in this way but
I can’t seem to get over the bridge that shes
Laid out for me brick by brick
They say that there is always something better
Bound to come along the way
But so far the best I’ve met
Doesn’t see his best in me
But in she
He only has eyes for
Who there is no surprise
She’s the exotic looking girl with the
Copper hair and the smoky blue eyes
Gleaming olive tone is the fruit of his eye and I
Can’t help but admit
It’s sweet how he admires her and
It’s sweet how she admires him admiring her and
Isn't it bitter that she just
Happens to be my best friend
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