I’m kinder shy

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I’m kinder shy

The fresh wind blows, as she walks by

Her sweet scent, sweet cherry pie

I would love to come over, and say hi

But my being won’t let me, for I’m kinder shy

 

Her graceful strides, oh my oh my

Just like a bird, taking off to fly

I would love to court her, probably be her guy

But my being won’t let me, for I’m kinder shy

 

You can’t bring her down, her pride so high

She must be from far, probably beyond the sky

I could gaze at her, so to meet eye to eye

But my being won’t let me, for I’m kinder shy

 

If she came over, and talked to I

Then maybe I would find it in me, probably try

To talk my way into her heart, be sly

But my being won’t let me, for I’m kind of shy

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