Lonely Rhymes

Today I thought I looked pretty

It must have been a trick of the light

I can't fall asleep in this city

I wish that you'd come stay the night.

Last week I talked to you for hours

Then saw that your eyes were glazed

I sat in a field full of flowers

And I pretended that I wasn't fazed.

Yesterday I thought you might care for me

After that slight smile in the hall

I know that I fall far too easily

And that smile meant nothing at all.

Tomorrow I guess I'll feel guilty

For even just thinking of you

But if you ever called me pretty

I think that I'd feel it was true.