The Beautiful Girl

Last night I had a dream,
in the distance I saw her eyes.
I started to run to the beautiful girl,
to reach her so hard I tried.

Then I woke this silent morning,
still thinking of the beautiful girl.
I walked into school,I saw her,
my heart then started to whirl.

So much I want to tell her,
though my lips just wont move.
I want to get to know her,
I have nothing to prove.

I want to ask her on a date,
but I don't know what to do.
There is one last thing left to say,
the beautiful girl is you.