Bleachers

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Alec Lai

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In seventh grade there was a boy who played baseball
I imagined him swinging his bat at my heart
I wanted to hurt just a little
But not enough to fall apart
I watched so many games for his attention
I waited in the rain and in the hail
Why does no one ever mention
What to do when all your best intentions fail?
Because those long blue jeans
Grew up to haunt my dreams
And the bleachers I spent hours on to see you
Did I fall in love?
Did I really want your touch?
Or did I just, did I just want to be you?
In sophomore year he made the varsity team
He had a girlfriend I had never met
And sometimes I still came on Fridays
To watch him win or lose or get upset
I've moved on from my seventh grade attachments
But I still like to see how fast he runs
I've got no clue who I'm waiting for
Or who the hell I will become
And still those auburn eyes
Will never leave my mind
Or those bleachers I'm still sitting at to see you
Did I fall in love?
Do I really want your touch?
Or do I just, do I just, want to be you?
Have I come so far
Without making anything of myself?
Have I resigned to be
Just a photo on your shelf?
And still those long blue jeans
Grew up to rule my dreams
And the bleachers I spent hours on to see you
Did I fall in love?
Do I really want your touch?
Or do I just, do I just want to be you?
Did I fall in love?
Do I really want your touch?
Or do I just, do I just want to be you?

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