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One time when I was a little lad, in school aged about eight

I remember a little girl I liked, used to wait for me at the gate

One day she up and told me, she liked something very much

She didn’t say what, and she didn’t say who

But something inside me sort of knew...she was talkin’ about me

Cos she was smiling at me, and she was nice to me

And she used to come and speak to me

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And sometimes in the classes too, she’d take the seat next to mine

Used to pretend I was ignoring her, but inside I felt just fine

One sunny day we up and moved away, but all I felt was rain

I never said bye, but I wish that I did

Relied on the fact I was only a kid...but since I been thinkin’ about her

Wish I’d smiled more with her, wish I was nicer to her

Wish I used to go and speak to her

i never said bye

i never said bye

Funny how the time goes by, before some things are understood

Like the things you didn’t know as a kid, and only learn in adulthood

Like when to up and tell someone, just exactly how you feel

Not worrying how, the other kids would react

On showing my strength, for the courage they lacked...not afraid to talk to her Not afraid to smile at her, not afraid to be nice to her

Not afraid to go and speak to her

Well here I am a grown man today, and my mind often drifts away

To that ol’ school gate and class room, where I was afraid of what to say

Only now I’m so much stronger, I know exactly what I’d do

I’d give her a hug, and give her a kiss

Say sorry for the prejudice...and say, I’ll never stop thinkin’ about you

I’ll always be smiling with you, and it’s always nice when I think of you

And I often go and speak to you

But that was then and this is now

I wasn’t even ten, and I couldn’t somehow

Be kind to you like you was to me

But now I’m not so scared, and I hope you can see

If I could be that boy again

I’d meet you at the gate and I’d stop the rain

I’d save a seat for you right next to me

I’d be all the boy you hoped I would be

​​These lyrics are about...those innocent but no so innocent times when you could have, and should have acted...but the pressures around you held you back...wm

lyrics are copyright © 2023 by whistle martin

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