I sense there's something in the wind/
That feels like tragedy's at hand/
And though I'd like to stand by him/
Can't shake this feeling that I have/
The worst is just around the bend/
And does he notice my feelings for him?/
And will he see how much he means to me?/
I think it's not to be/
What will become of my dear friend?/
Where will his actions lead us then?/
Although I'd like to join the crowd/
In their enthusiastic cloud/
Try as I may, it doesn't last/
And will we ever end up together?/
no, I think not, it's never to become/
For I am not the one
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