i am not good at not getting what i want

i suppose that i should count my blessings

for a young thing my world is not too bad

got a window

a place with a pillow and a friend or two

but ever since i saw his face that morning

nothing else has got the same summer sheen

will he notice my eyes have got so lonely?

he may not be the one but i want him for my own and i know

i am not good at not getting what i want

maybe i sound like a spoilt baby

but i know that there are some who have it all

i want to join them

to feel that glow around me

i want him more each day?cos he never looks my way and i know

i am not good at not getting what i want

if we ever found ourselves together

i can promise i will love you every day

but i've a feeling seeing is believing

you never look my way so i want you more than i can say