Friday, September 24, 2010


Where the boys are,
someone waits for me.
A smillin’ face a warm embrace.
Two arms to hold me tenderly.
Where the boys are, my true love will be.

He’s walking down some street in town.
And I know he’s lookin’
There for me.
In the crowd of a million people.
I’ll find my valentine.
And then I’ll climb to
The highest steeple.
And tell the worlds he’s mine.

Till he holds me I’ll wait impatiently.
Where the boys are,
where the boys are.
Where the boys are
Someone waits for me.

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