i wanna be the object of your passion but it's hopeless

handsome, tender, soft
why do you look right through me thinking no
i can't deny my feelings growing strong
i try to keep believing, dreaming on
and every time i see you, i crave more
i wanna pull you closer but you leave me feeling frozen

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