I suppose that I should count my blessings
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For a young thing my world is not too bad
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Got a window, a place with a pillow and a friend or two
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But ever since I saw his face that morning
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Nothing else has got the same summer sheen
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Will he notice my eyes have got so lonely?
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He may not be the one but I want him for my own and I know
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I am not good at not getting what I want
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Maybe I sound like a spoilt baby
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But I know that there are some who have it all
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I want to join them, to feel that glow around me
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I want him more each day ?cos he never looks my way and I know
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I am not good at not getting what I want
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If we ever found ourselves together
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I can promise I will love you every day
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But I've a feeling seeing is believing
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You never look my way so I want you more than I can say
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I Am Not Good At Not Getting What I Want
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| Sophie Ellis Bextor |
