Beautiful girl. Beautiful girl, look my way. Look my way, and I will smile at you. Smile at me, and I will talk to you. Talk to me, and I will try to make you laugh. But what’s this? You look up at me, you smile at me? No. I take it back. I take it back. I am too shy to talk to you. I see now that I would rather not. Reality is sure to disappoint the daydreamer.