Lilac Sweater

I long to hold you and caress your cheek

Like I wanted to that day in autumn

At your boyfriend's birthday

When you wore that lilac sweater

When you hit me on the head with that paper straw

I think we would get along great

You and I

We could go out and have fun

I wouldn't mind dancing with you

I think my family would like you

We could have children together

But I don't even know your last name

Thus I can't even look you up

I don't even have your number

That boyfriend of yours kept you quite caged up

He used to judge me for drinking

While I suffered for want of you

But didn't say a word

Dear girl,

I like you