I don’t sing my own praises
Or pump my own tires
I think of myself
As average, no higher

No better or worse
Than him, her, or you
We get what we’re handed
And do the best we can do

But I will say one thing
That I know for sure
Girls like me don’t come often
With a love quite this pure

Unconditional and kind
Unwavering and true
Not everyone finds the love
That I have for you

But what is the use
If this love is in vain
If it’s wasted on someone
Who can’t feel the same

One day you’ll wake up
Unable to explain
Why you feel a longing
And a dull, aching pain

For something you had once
Something so rare
You had it, you lost it
‘Cause you didn’t care

Let it slip through your hands
Because you didn’t know
That one day you’d miss it
This love you let go.