I stand on the corne almost every day Hoping she looks in my direction In front of the mirror, before I go out Combing my hair to perfection I got tired of love telling me what to do I had to stay clear but sneak out of you So, I thought that I was free When will it be the reunion? Will this be the reunion? It's been too long x2 I talk to her sister whenever I can Trying to make a connection I used to write letters but threw them away Cause I'm afraid of rejection I wonder if she ever thinks of me now I try to forget but I just don't know how So... I thought that I was free When will it be the reunion? Will this be the reunion? It's been too long x2